His memory perishes from the earth and he has no name in the land.
Your maxims are proverbs of ashes; your defenses are defenses of clay.
The womb forgets him, the worm feasts on him, no longer will he be remembered. But like a tree, wickedness is broken.
Let his posterity be cut off, and his name be blotted out in the next generation.
Let their sins be before Adonai continually, that He may cut off the memory of them from the earth.
The eyes of Adonai are on the righteous, and His ears are attentive to their cry.
I said: “Adonai, have mercy on me. Heal my soul, for I have sinned against You.”
They make a shrewd plot against Your people, conspiring against Your treasured ones.
You rebuked the nations, You destroyed the wicked— blotting out their name forever and ever.
The memory of the righteous is a blessing, but the name of the wicked will rot.
But the wicked will be cut off from the land and the treacherous uprooted from it.
You will not join with them in burial, because you ruined your land, you slaughtered your own people. The offspring of evildoers will never be named.
The dead do not live— dead souls do not rise. Thus You punished and destroyed them and wiped out all memory of them.
Adonai has issued a command against you: no more will your name be spread. From the house of your gods I will cut off the idol and metal image. I will prepare your grave— for you have become worthless.