When the wicked die, hope perishes, and the expectation of strength comes to nothing.
But the eyes of the wicked will fail; all way of escape will be lost to them, and their hope is to breathe their last.”
The wicked see it and are angry; they gnash their teeth and melt away; the desire of the wicked comes to nothing.
When their breath departs, they return to the earth; on that very day their plans perish.
The hope of the righteous ends in gladness, but the expectation of the wicked comes to nothing.
The way of the Lord is a stronghold for the upright but destruction for evildoers.
The righteous are delivered from trouble, and the wicked come into it instead.
The wicked are overthrown by their evildoing, but the righteous find a refuge in their integrity.
Will you still say, “I am a god,” in the presence of those who kill you, though you are but a mortal and no god, in the hands of those who pierce you?