"A motherwill forgethim; The wormfeedssweetlytill he is nolongerremembered.And wickednesswill be brokenlike a tree.
If I callto the pit,'You are my father;To the worm,'my motherand my sister';
"He breaksme downon everyside,and I am gone;And He has uprootedmy hopelike a tree.
"Even aftermy skinis destroyed,Yet from my fleshI shall seeGod;
"Togetherthey liedownin the dust,And wormscoverthem.
"For nowI would have laindownand beenquiet;I would have sleptthen,I would have beenat rest,
The faceof the LORDis against evildoers,To cutoffthe memoryof them from the earth.
The memoryof the righteousis blessed,But the nameof the wickedwill rot.
Sothen, I have seenthe wickedburied,those who used to goin and out from the holyplace,and they are [soon] forgottenin the citywherethey didthus.Thistoois futility.
The deadwill not live,the departedspiritswill not rise;ThereforeYou have punishedand destroyedthem, And You have wipedout allremembranceof them.
"Can a womanforgether nursingchildAnd havenocompassionon the sonof her womb?Eventhesemay forget,but I will not forgetyou.
He shoutedout and spokeas follows:"Chopdownthe treeand cutoffits branches,Stripoffits foliageand scatterits fruit;Let the beastsfleefrom underit And the birdsfrom its branches.
"The axeis alreadylaidat the rootof the trees;thereforeeverytreethat does not beargoodfruitis cut downand throwninto the fire.
