²⁰ Between morning and evening they are completely broken; they come to an end for ever, and no one takes note.

⁷ Like the waste from his body he comes to an end for ever: those who have seen him say, Where is he?

¹² My resting-place is pulled up and taken away from me like a herdsman's tent: my life is rolled up like a linen-worker's thread; I am cut off from the cloth on the frame: from day even to night you give me up to pain.

¹³ I am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.

⁷ The memory of the upright is a blessing, but the name of the evil-doer will be turned to dust.

⁷ When the sinners come up like the grass, and all the workers of evil do well for themselves, it is so that their end may be eternal destruction.

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⁶ In the morning it is green; in the evening it is cut down, and becomes dry.

¹³ Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.

³⁶ But he came to an end, and there was no sign of him; I made a search for him and he was not there.

¹⁷ His memory is gone from the earth, and in the open country there is no knowledge of his name.

²² For in a short time I will take the journey from which I will not come back.

²⁰ You overcome him for ever, and he is gone; his face is changed in death, and you send him away.

¹⁴ If death takes a man, will he come to life again? All the days of my trouble I would be waiting, till the time came for me to be free.

² He comes out like a flower, and is cut down: he goes in flight like a shade, and is never seen again.

²⁰ He was thirty-two years old when he became king, and he was ruling in Jerusalem for eight years: and at his death he was not regretted; they put his body into the earth in the town of David, but not in the resting-place of the kings.

⁶ And they were broken by divisions, nation against nation and town against town, because God sent all sorts of trouble on them.