The eye that saw him will see him no more, Nor will his place behold him anymore.
The eye of him who sees me will see me no more; While your eyes are upon me, I shall no longer be.
He shall never return to his house, Nor shall his place know him anymore.
Yet he passed away, and behold, he was no more; Indeed I sought him, but he could not be found.
For yet a little while and the wicked shall be no more; Indeed, you will look carefully for his place, But it shall be no more.
If he is destroyed from his place, Then it will deny him, saying, ‘I have not seen you.’
As long as my breath is in me, And the breath of God in my nostrils,
Yet he will perish forever like his own refuse; Those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’