12 While they are still beginning to flower and not ripe for cutting,they can wither away faster than any grass!
13 Such is the destiny of all who forget God;the hope of the godless perishes,
14 whose trust is in something futile,whose security is a spider’s web.
15 He leans against his house but it does not hold up,he takes hold of it but it does not stand.
16 He is a well-watered plant in the sun,its shoots spread over its garden.
17 It wraps its roots around a heap of stonesand it looks for a place among stones.
18 If he is uprooted from his place,then that place will disown him, saying, ‘I have never seen you!’