He lies down wealthy, but will do so no more; when he opens his eyes, all is gone.
They are exalted for a moment, then they are gone; they are brought low and gathered up like all others; they are cut of
Before your pots can feel the burning thorns—whether green or dry—He will sweep them away.
They will be exposed to the sun and moon, and to all the host of heaven which they have loved, served, followed, consult
How suddenly they are laid waste, completely swept away by terrors!
The eye that beholds me will no longer see me. You will look for me, but I will be no more.
O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, who kills the prophets and stones those sent to her, how often I have longed to gather your chil
But a man dies and is laid low; he breathes his last, and where is he?
Your enemies will be clothed in shame, and the tent of the wicked will be no more.”
he will perish forever, like his own dung; those who had seen him will ask, ‘Where is he?’
Yes, I know that You will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living.
so a man lies down and does not rise. Until the heavens are no more, he will not be awakened or roused from sleep.
His winnowing fork is in His hand to clear His threshing floor and to gather His wheat into the barn; but He will burn u
Indeed, the evil man is spared from the day of calamity, delivered from the day of wrath.
One man dies full of vigor, completely secure and at ease.
The scepter will not depart from Judah, nor the staff from between his feet, until Shiloh comes and the allegiance of th