yet he shall perish forever like his own dung; those who see him shall say, where is he?

The eye of him who sees me shall watch me no more; while your eyes are upon me, I am not.

He shall never again return to his house, nor shall his place know him anymore.

If he is swallowed up from his place, then it will deny him, saying, I have not seen you.

as long as my breath is in me, and the spirit of God in my nostrils,

For yet a little while, and the wicked shall be no more; indeed, you shall diligently consider his place, and it shall be no more.

Yet he passed away, and lo, he was no more; indeed, I sought for him, but he could not be found.

As for man, his days are like grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourishes.

And then the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place is noticed no more.