And he passeth away, and lo, he is not, And I seek him, and he is not found!
If `one' doth destroy him from his place, Then it hath feigned concerning him, I have not seen thee!
Not so the wicked: But -- as chaff that wind driveth away!
And yet a little, and the wicked is not, And thou hast considered his place, and it is not.
For the horse of Pharaoh hath gone in with his chariots and with his horsemen into the sea, and Jehovah turneth back on them the waters of the sea, and the sons of Israel have gone on dry land in the midst of the sea.
Overthrow the wicked, and they are not, And the house of the righteous standeth.
At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This `is' the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
Wastes I do make thee, and thou art not, And thou art sought, and art not found any more -- to the age, An affirmation of the Lord Jehovah!'