Hopes placed in mortals die with them; all the promise of their power comes to nothing.
But the eyes of the wicked will fail, and escape will elude them; their hope will become a dying gasp.”
The wicked will see and be vexed, they will gnash their teeth and waste away; the longings of the wicked will come to nothing.
When their spirit departs, they return to the ground; on that very day their plans come to nothing.
The prospect of the righteous is joy, but the hopes of the wicked come to nothing.
The way of the Lord is a refuge for the blameless, but it is the ruin of those who do evil.
The righteous person is rescued from trouble, and it falls on the wicked instead.
When calamity comes, the wicked are brought down, but even in death the righteous seek refuge in God.
Will you then say, “I am a god,” in the presence of those who kill you? You will be but a mortal, not a god, in the hands of those who slay you.