I have seen the foolish taking root: But suddenly I cursed his habitation.
For it is written in the book of Psalms, Let his habitation be made desolate, And let no man dwell therein: and, His office let another take.
When the wicked spring as the grass, And when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; It is that they shall be destroyed for ever.
Let their habitation be desolate; Let none dwell in their tents.
For what is the hope of the godless, though he get him gain, When God taketh away his soul?
Swiftly they pass away upon the face of the waters; Their portion is cursed in the earth: They turn not into the way of the vineyards.
(Yea, I have not suffered my mouth to sin By asking his life with a curse);
For such as are blessed of him shall inherit the land; And they that are cursed of him shall be cut off.