¹⁰ And so I have seen the wicked buried, and they went in, even from the Holy Place they go, and they are forgotten in the city whether they had so done. This also `is' vanity.

⁵ For the living know that they die, and the dead know not anything, and there is no more to them a reward, for their remembrance hath been forgotten.

¹⁶ That there is no remembrance to the wise -- with the fool -- to the age, for that which `is' already, `in' the days that are coming is all forgotten, and how dieth the wise? with the fool!

⁷ The remembrance of the righteous `is' for a blessing, And the name of the wicked doth rot.

³⁸ and `the righteous by faith shall live,' and `if he may draw back, My soul hath no pleasure in him,'

¹³ they set up also false witnesses, saying, `This one doth not cease to speak evil sayings against this holy place and the law,

²² `And it came to pass, that the poor man died, and that he was carried away by the messengers to the bosom of Abraham -- and the rich man also died, and was buried;

¹³ The hope of Israel `is' Jehovah, All forsaking Thee are ashamed, And `My apostates' in the earth are written, For they have forsaken Jehovah, A fountain of living waters.

¹¹ There is not a remembrance of former `generations'; and also of the latter that are, there is no remembrance of them with those that are at the last.

¹ A Song of the Ascents, by David. I have rejoiced in those saying to me, `To the house of Jehovah we go.'

² Our feet have been standing in thy gates, O Jerusalem!

³ Jerusalem -- the builded one -- `Is' as a city that is joined to itself together.

⁴ For thither have tribes gone up, Tribes of Jah, companies of Israel, To give thanks to the name of Jehovah.

⁵ For there have sat thrones of judgment, Thrones of the house of David.

¹² I have been forgotten as dead out of mind, I have been as a perishing vessel.

³² And he -- to the graves he is brought. And over the heap a watch is kept.

³³ Sweet to him have been the clods of the valley, And after him every man he draweth, And before him there is no numbering.

¹⁸ They are as straw before wind, And as chaff a hurricane hath stolen away,

³⁴ And he cometh in, and eateth, and drinketh, and saith, `Look after, I pray you, this cursed one, and bury her, for she `is' a king's daughter.'

³⁵ And they go to bury her, and have not found of her except the skull, and the feet, and the palms of the hands.