I have seen fools taking root, but suddenly I cursed their dwelling.
“Swift are they on the face of the waters; their portion in the land is cursed; no treader turns toward their vineyards.
For what is the hope of the godless when God cuts them off, when God takes away their lives?
I have not let my mouth sin by asking for their lives with a curse—
surely those blessed by the Lord shall inherit the land, but those cursed by him shall be cut off.
May their camp be a desolation; let no one live in their tents.
though the wicked sprout like grass and all evildoers flourish, they are doomed to destruction forever,
“For it is written in the book of Psalms, ‘Let his house become desolate, and let there be no one to live in it’; and ‘Let another take his position of overseer.’