By the breath of God they perish, and by the blast of his anger they are consumed.

If a man denounces his friends for personal gain, the eyes of his children will fail.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.

As a cloud is dispersed and then disappears, so the one who goes down to the grave does not come up again.

If I have refused to give the poor what they desired, or caused the eyes of the widow to fail,

His flesh wastes away from sight, and his bones, which were not seen, are easily visible.

If they obey and serve him, they live out their days in prosperity and their years in pleasantness.

“It is all one! That is why I say, ‘He destroys the blameless and the guilty.’

But the eyes of the wicked fail, and escape eludes them; their one hope is to breathe their last.”

whom I will see for myself, and whom my own eyes will behold, and not another. My heart grows faint within me.