¹⁴ He shall be rooted out of his tent where he trusteth; And he shall be brought to the king of terrors.

¹⁴ Whose confidence shall break in sunder, And whose trust is a spider's web.

⁵⁵ O death, where is thy victory? O death, where is thy sting?

⁵⁶ The sting of death is sin; and the power of sin is the law:

²⁶ And every one that heareth these words of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, who built his house upon the sand:

²⁷ and the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and smote upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall thereof.

³² The wicked is thrust down in his evil-doing; But the righteous hath a refuge in his death.

²⁸ The hope of the righteous `shall be' gladness; But the expectation of the wicked shall perish.

¹⁰ The wicked shall see it, and be grieved; He shall gnash with his teeth, and melt away: The desire of the wicked shall perish.

⁴ My heart is sore pained within me: And the terrors of death are fallen upon me.

³⁴ He beholdeth everything that is high: He is king over all the sons of pride.

¹⁷ For the morning is to all of them as thick darkness; For they know the terrors of the thick darkness.

²⁰ But the eyes of the wicked shall fail, And they shall have no way to flee; And their hope shall be the giving up of the ghost.

²² They that hate thee shall be clothed with shame; And the tent of the wicked shall be no more.

¹⁵ and might deliver all them who through fear of death were all their lifetime subject to bondage.