Between morning and evening they are destroyed; they perish forever without any regarding it.
They were broken in pieces, nation against nation and city against city, for God troubled them with every sort of distress.
He was thirty-two years old when he began to reign; he reigned eight years in Jerusalem. He departed with no one’s regret. They buried him in the city of David but not in the tombs of the kings.
If mortals die, will they live again? All the days of my service I would wait until my release should come.
comes up like a flower and withers, flees like a shadow and does not last.
You prevail forever against them, and they pass away; you change their countenance and send them away.
For when a few years have come, I shall go the way from which I shall not return.
Their memory perishes from the earth, and they have no name in the street.
they will perish forever like their own dung; those who have seen them will say, ‘Where are they?’
Again I passed by, and they were no more; though I sought them, they could not be found.
Turn your gaze away from me, that I may smile again, before I depart and am no more.”
though the wicked sprout like grass and all evildoers flourish, they are doomed to destruction forever,
The memory of the righteous is a blessing, but the name of the wicked will rot.