When a wicked man dies, his hope will perish, and the expectation of the iniquitous comes to nothing.
But the eyes of the wicked will fail, and they will not escape, and their hope will be as the giving up of breath.”
The wicked will see it and be angry; he will gnash his teeth and melt away; the desire of the wicked will perish.
His spirit departs, he returns to the earth; on that very day his plans perish.
The hope of the righteous is joy, but the expectation of the wicked will perish.
The way of the Lord is a stronghold to the upright, but destruction to those who do evil.
The righteous is delivered out of trouble, and the wicked walks into it instead.
The wicked is banished in his wickedness, but the righteous has a refuge in his death.
Will you yet say before him who slays you, “I am a god,” although you are a man and not God, in the hands of those who wound you?