that though the wicked sprout like grass, and all evildoers flourish, they will be forever destroyed.
Surely You set them on slick ground; You cast them down into ruin.
But the transgressors will all be destroyed; the future of the wicked will be cut off.
I have seen a wicked, ruthless man flourishing like a well-rooted native tree,
Of David. Do not fret over those who do evil; do not envy those who do wrong.
Righteous are You, O LORD, when I plead before You. Yet about Your judgments I wish to contend with You: Why does the wa
For, “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall,
“For behold, the day is coming, burning like a furnace, when all the arrogant and every evildoer will be stubble; the da
But the one who is rich should exult in his low position, because he will pass away like a flower of the field.
Behold, these are the wicked—always carefree as they increase their wealth.
So now we call the arrogant blessed. Not only do evildoers prosper, they even test God and escape.’”
The tents of robbers are safe, and those who provoke God are secure—those who carry their god in their hands.
Why do the wicked live on, growing old and increasing in power?
Now there was a rich man dressed in purple and fine linen, who lived each day in joyous splendor.
Therefore their inhabitants, devoid of power, are dismayed and ashamed. They are like plants in the field, tender green
They pour out arrogant words; all workers of iniquity boast.
For the waywardness of the simple will slay them, and the complacency of fools will destroy them.
You sweep them away in their sleep; they are like the new grass of the morning—
As for man, his days are like grass—he blooms like a flower of the field;
A voice says, “Cry out!” And I asked, “What should I cry out?” “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flow
When Abigail returned to Nabal, there he was in the house, holding a feast fit for a king, in high spirits and very drun