'Therefore my disquieting thoughts make me respond, Even because of my inward agitation.
I listened to the reprimand which insults me, And the spirit of my understanding makes me answer.
Do you know this from ancient times, From the establishment of mankind on earth,
That the rejoicing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the godless momentary?
Though his arrogance reaches the heavens, And his head touches the clouds,
He perishes forever like his refuse; Those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’
He flies away like a dream, and they cannot find him; Like a vision of the night he is chased away.
The eye which saw him sees him no longer, And his place no longer beholds him.
His sons favor the poor, And his hands give back his wealth.
His bones are full of his youthful strength, But it lies down with him in the dust.
'Though evil tastes sweet in his mouth And
he hides it under his tongue,
he desires it and will not let it go, But holds it in his mouth,
his food in his stomach is changed To the venom of cobras within him.
He swallows riches, But will vomit them up; God will expel them from his belly.
He sucks the poison of cobras; The viper’s tongue kills him.
He does not look at the streams, The rivers flowing with honey and curds.
He returns the product of his labor And cannot swallow it;
As to the riches of his trading, He cannot even enjoy them.