His confidence will be rooted out of his tent, and it will bring him to the king of terrors.
But the eyes of the wicked will fail, and they will not escape, and their hope will be as the giving up of breath.”
A dreadful sound is in his ears; in prosperity the destroyer will come upon him.
The light will be dark in his tent, and his candle beside him will be put out.
It is drawn and comes out of the body; yes, the glittering point comes out of his gall. Terrors are upon him.
For the morning is the same to them as the shadow of death; if someone recognizes them, they are in the terrors of the shadow of death.
He builds his house like a moth, and like a booth that the watchman makes.
He beholds all high things; he is a king over all the children of pride.”
whose confidence will be cut off, and whose trust will be a spider’s web.
Those who hate you will be clothed with shame, and the dwelling place of the wicked will come to nothing.”
The wicked will see it and be angry; he will gnash his teeth and melt away; the desire of the wicked will perish.
My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
The hope of the righteous is joy, but the expectation of the wicked will perish.
The wicked is banished in his wickedness, but the righteous has a refuge in his death.
and deliver those who through fear of death were throughout their lives subject to bondage.