Woe unto the wicked! it shall be ill with him: for the reward of his hands shall be given him.

The wicked man travaileth with pain all his days, and the number of years is hidden to the oppressor.

He believeth not that he shall return out of darkness, and he is waited for of the sword.

Trouble and anguish shall make him afraid; they shall prevail against him, as a king ready to the battle.

Yea, the light of the wicked shall be put out, and the spark of his fire shall not shine.

The steps of his strength shall be straitened, and his own counsel shall cast him down.

The gin shall take him by the heel, and the robber shall prevail against him.

Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall drive him to his feet.

It shall devour the strength of his skin: even the firstborn of death shall devour his strength.

His bones are full of the sin of his youth, which shall lie down with him in the dust.

Though he spare it, and forsake it not; but keep it still within his mouth:

He hath swallowed down riches, and he shall vomit them up again: God shall cast them out of his belly.

He shall not see the rivers, the floods, the brooks of honey and butter.

Because he hath oppressed and hath forsaken the poor; because he hath violently taken away an house which he builded not;

There shall none of his meat be left; therefore shall no man look for his goods.

When he is about to fill his belly, God shall cast the fury of his wrath upon him, and shall rain it upon him while he is eating.

It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him.

The heaven shall reveal his iniquity; and the earth shall rise up against him.

This is the portion of a wicked man from God, and the heritage appointed unto him by God.

Surely thou didst set them in slippery places: thou castedst them down into destruction.

As a dream when one awaketh; so, O Lord, when thou awakest, thou shalt despise their image.

For they sleep not, except they have done mischief; and their sleep is taken away, unless they cause some to fall.

For they eat the bread of wickedness, and drink the wine of violence.

These are spots in your feasts of charity, when they feast with you, feeding themselves without fear: clouds they are without water, carried about of winds; trees whose fruit withereth, without fruit, twice dead, plucked up by the roots;