I once knew someone wicked who was a tyrant; he towered over everyone like a cedar of Lebanon;

but later I passed by, and he wasn't there; I looked for him, but couldn't find him.

Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will never pass away.

and the rich Christians must be glad when God brings them down. For the rich will pass away like the flower of a wild plant.

or sleeping like a stillborn child.

We may have a hundred children and live a long time, but no matter how long we live, if we do not get our share of happiness and do not receive a decent burial, then I say that a baby born dead is better off.