Betwixt morning and evening they are destroyed: They perish for ever without any regarding it
And they were broken in pieces, nation against nation, and city against city: for God did vex them with all adversity.
Thirty and two years old was he when he began to reign, and he reigned in Jerusalem eight years: and he departed without being desired; and they buried him in the city of David, but not in the sepulchres of the kings.
If a man die, shall he live again? All the days of my warfare would I wait, Till my release should come.
He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth; Thou changest his countenance, and sendest him away.
For when a few years are come, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
His remembrance shall perish from the earth, And he shall have no name in the street.
Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: They which have seen him shall say, Where is he?
But one passed by, and, lo, he was not: Yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.
O spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.
When the wicked spring as the grass, And when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; It is that they shall be destroyed for ever:
The memory of the just is blessed: But the name of the wicked shall rot.