Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: they which have seen him shall say, Where is he?

The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.

He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.

If he destroy him from his place, then it shall deny him, saying, I have not seen thee.

All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;

For yet a little while, and the wicked shall not be: yea, thou shalt diligently consider his place, and it shall not be.

Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.

As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.

For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.