"The eyewhich sawhim sees him nolonger, And his placenolongerbeholdshim.
He perishesforeverlike his refuse;Those who have seenhim will say,'Whereis he?'
For as longas lifeis in me, And the breathof Godis in my nostrils,
"He will not returnagainto his house,Norwill his placeknowhim anymore.
"The eyeof him who seesme will beholdme nolonger; Your eyes[will be] on me, but I will not be.
"Ifhe is removedfrom his place,Then it will denyhim, [saying], 'I neversawyou.'
Yeta littlewhileand the wickedmanwill be nomore;And you will lookcarefullyfor his placeand he will not be [there].
Then he passedaway,and lo,he was nomore;I soughtfor him, but he could not be found.
