If he is taken away from his place, then it will say, I have not seen you.
Like the waste from his body he comes to an end for ever: those who have seen him say, Where is he?
The eye which saw him sees him no longer; and his place has no more knowledge of him.
He will not come back to his house, and his place will have no more knowledge of him.
The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.
His roots are twisted round the stones, forcing their way in between them.
The wind goes over it and it is gone; and its place sees it no longer.
For in a short time the evil-doer will be gone: you will go searching for his place, and it will not be there.
But he came to an end, and there was no sign of him; I made a search for him and he was not there.
When the sinners come up like the grass, and all the workers of evil do well for themselves, it is so that their end may be eternal destruction.