The eye of him seeing me shall not look after me: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not
And now he died, wherefore thus do I fast? shall I be able to yet turn him back? I go to him, and he will not turn back to me.
And thou wilt set my feet in the stocks, and thou wilt watch all my paths; thou wilt dig round the roots of my feet
And man will die and be weak: and man will expire, and where is he?
Also upon this one didst thou open thine eyes? and wilt thou bring Me into judgment with thee?
As a dream he shall fly away, and they shall not find him: and he shall flee away as the vision of the night
The eye scanned him and shall not add; and his place shall no more look after him.
The rich one shall lie down, and he shall not be gathered: he opened his eyes, and he is not
For now I lay down and I shall rest; I slept: then there will be rest to me.
And why wilt thou not lift up my transgression and pass over mine iniquity? for now I shall lie down to the dust; and thou soughtest me and I was not
If he should swallow him down from his place, and it lied upon it: I saw thee not
For the wind passed over upon it and it is not; and its place shall know it no more.
And he shall pass away, and behold, he is not: and I shall seek him and he was not found.
With corrections for iniquity thou didst correct man, and thou wilt melt down as a moth his beauty: surely every man is vanity. Silence.