20:5 that the elation of the wicked is brief,
the joy of the godless
20:6 Even though his stature
and his head touches the clouds,
20:7 he will perish forever, like his own excrement;
those who used to see him will say, ‘Where is he?’
20:8 Like a dream he flies away, never again to be found,
and like a vision of the night he is put to flight.
20:9 People
and the place where he was
will recognize him no longer.
20:10 His sons must recompense
his own hands
20:11 His bones
but that vigor will lie down with him in the dust.
20:12 “If
and he hides it under his tongue,
20:13 if he retains it for himself
and does not let it go,
and holds it fast in his mouth,
20:14 his food is turned sour
it becomes the venom of serpents
20:15 The wealth that he consumed
God will make him throw it out
20:16 He sucks the poison
the fangs