The waves of death engulfed me; the currents of chaos overwhelmed me.

But evil people are like thorns – all of them are tossed away, for they cannot be held in the hand.

As he yelled curses, Shimei said, “Leave! Leave! You man of bloodshed, you wicked man!

Now a wicked man named Sheba son of Bicri, a Benjaminite, happened to be there. He blew the trumpet and said, “We have no share in David; we have no inheritance in this son of Jesse! Every man go home, O Israel!”