For, when I think about this, I am terrified and my body feels a shudder.

Remember that you have made me as with the clay; will you return me to dust?

For you will forget your trouble; you will remember it like water that has flowed away.

Of coral and jasper no mention will be made; the price of wisdom is more than pearls.

Remember to extol his work, which people have praised in song.

If you lay your hand on it, you will remember the fight, and you will never do it again!

Call to mind now: Who, being innocent, ever perished? And where were upright people ever destroyed?

Remember that my life is but a breath, that my eyes will never again see happiness.

“O that you would hide me in Sheol, and conceal me till your anger has passed! O that you would set me a time and then remember me!

The womb forgets him, the worm feasts on him, no longer will he be remembered. Like a tree, wickedness will be broken down.