⁴⁵ Sons of a stranger fade away, And are slain out of their close places.

¹⁷ They lick dust as a serpent, as fearful things of earth, They tremble from their enclosures, Of Jehovah our God they are afraid, Yea, they are afraid of Thee.

⁴ Mourned, faded hath the land, Languished, faded hath the world, Languished have they -- the high place of the people of the land.

¹¹ for the sun did rise with the burning heat, and did wither the grass, and the flower of it fell, and the grace of its appearance did perish, so also the rich in his way shall fade away!

¹⁶ and they say to the mountains and to the rocks, `Fall upon us, and hide us from the face of Him who is sitting upon the throne, and from the anger of the Lamb,'