5 that the rejoicing of the wicked is short,the joy of the godless, brief?
6 Though their height reaches heavenand their heads touch the clouds,
7 they will perish forever like their dung;those who saw them will say, "Where are they?"
8 They will disappear like a dream,and none will find them,carried away like a nighttime vision.
9 The eye that saw them will do so no more;they won’t be seen again at home.
10 Their children will repay the poor;their hands will give back their wealth.
11 Vigor filled their bonesand now sleeps with them in the dust.