The eye that has seen him shall see him no more, nor will his place regard him anymore.

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

You put my feet in the stocks, and watch all my paths. You set a limit for the soles of my feet;

And do You open Your eyes on such a one, and bring me into judgment with Yourself?

You correct a man for iniquity with rebukes, and you make his desires vanish away like a moth. Surely every man is vanity. Selah.

You have set our iniquities before You, our secrets in the light of Your countenance.

For all our days have turned away in Your wrath; we finish our years with a sigh.