When the wicked dies, his hope perishes, and the expectation of the godless comes to naught.
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 man sees it and is angry; he gnashes his teeth and melts away; the desire of the wicked man comes to naught.
When his breath departs he returns to his earth; on that very day his plans perish.
The hope of the righteous ends in gladness, but the expectation of the wicked comes to naught.
The Lord is a stronghold to him whose way is upright, but destruction to evildoers.
The righteous is delivered from trouble, and the wicked gets into it instead.
The wicked is overthrown through his evil-doing, but the righteous finds refuge through his integrity.
Will you still say, ‘I am a god,’ in the presence of those who slay you, though you are but a man, and no god, in the hands of those who wound you?