^{5 Ref} That the triumphing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the godless but for a moment?

^{6 Ref} Though his height mount up to the heavens, And his head reach unto the clouds;

^{7 Ref} Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: They that have seen him shall say, Where is he?

^{8 Ref} He shall fly away as a dream, and shall not be found: Yea, he shall be chased away as a vision of the night.