²⁰ Betwixt morning and evening they are destroyed: They perish for ever without any regarding it.

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

¹² My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd's tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

¹³ I quieted `myself' until morning; as a lion, so he breaketh all my bones: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

⁷ The memory of the righteous is blessed; But the name of the wicked shall rot.

⁷ 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.

⁵ Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: In the morning they are like grass which groweth up.

⁶ In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; In the evening it is cut down, and withereth.

¹³ Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more. Psalm 40 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

³⁶ But one passed by, and, lo, he was not: Yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.

¹⁷ His remembrance shall perish from the earth, And he shall have no name in the street.

²² For when a few years are come, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

²⁰ Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth; Thou changest his countenance, and sendest him away.

¹⁴ If a man die, shall he live `again'? All the days of my warfare would I wait, Till my release should come.

² He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.

²⁰ 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.

⁶ And they were broken in pieces, nation against nation, and city against city; for God did vex them with all adversity.