5 that the triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the hypocrite but for a moment?
6 Though his excellency mounts up to the heavens, and his head reaches unto the clouds,
7 yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung; those who have seen him shall say, What is become of him?
8 He shall fly away as a dream and shall not be found: yea, he shall flee away as a vision of the night.
9 The eye which saw him shall see him no more; neither shall his place behold him any more.
10 His poor sons shall go forth begging, and their hands shall restore that which he stole.
11 His bones are full of the sins of his youth, which shall be buried with him in the dust.