They live out their years in prosperity and go down to the grave in peace.

The underworld is naked before God; the place of destruction lies uncovered.

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

If I hope for the grave to be my home, if I spread out my bed in darkness,

The drought as well as the heat carry away the melted snow; so the grave takes away those who have sinned.