¹⁴ He is pulled out of his tent where he was safe, and he is taken away to the king of fears.

¹⁴ Whose support is cut off, and whose hope is no stronger than a spider's thread.

⁵⁵ O death, where is your power? O death, where are your pains?

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

²⁶ And everyone to whom my words come and who does them not, will be like a foolish man who made his house on sand;

²⁷ And the rain came down and there was a rush of waters and the winds were driving against that house; and it came down and great was its fall.

³² The sinner is overturned in his evil-doing, but the upright man has hope in his righteousness.

²⁸ The hope of the upright man will give joy, but the waiting of the evil-doer will have its end in sorrow.

¹⁰ The sinner will see it with grief; he will be wasted away with envy; the desire of the evil-doers will come to nothing.

⁴ My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on me.

¹⁷ For the middle of the night is as morning to them, they are not troubled by the fear of the dark.

²⁰ But the eyes of the evil-doers will be wasting away; their way of flight is gone, and their only hope is the taking of their last breath.

²² Your haters will be clothed with shame, and the tent of the sinner will not be seen again.

¹⁵ And let those who all their lives were in chains because of their fear of death, go free.