²⁰ But the wicked^(A) are like the tossing sea,^(B)
    which cannot rest,
    whose waves cast up mire^(C) and mud.

¹¹ Woe to the wicked!^(A)
    Disaster^(B) is upon them!
They will be paid back^(C)
    for what their hands have done.^(D)

¹⁶ For they cannot rest until they do evil;^(A)
    they are robbed of sleep till they make someone stumble.
¹⁷ They eat the bread of wickedness
    and drink the wine of violence.^(B)

⁵ “The lamp of a wicked man is snuffed out;^(A)
    the flame of his fire stops burning.^(B)
6 The light in his tent^(C) becomes dark;^(D)
    the lamp beside him goes out.^(E)
7 The vigor^(F) of his step is weakened;^(G)
    his own schemes^(H) throw him down.^(I)
8 His feet thrust him into a net;^(J)
    he wanders into its mesh.
⁹ A trap seizes him by the heel;
    a snare^(K) holds him fast.^(L)
10 A noose^(M) is hidden for him on the ground;
    a trap^(N) lies in his path.^(O)
11 Terrors^(P) startle him on every side^(Q)
    and dog^(R) his every step.
¹² Calamity^(S) is hungry^(T) for him;
    disaster^(U) is ready for him when he falls.^(V)
13 It eats away parts of his skin;^(W)
    death’s firstborn devours his limbs.^(X)
14 He is torn from the security of his tent^(Y)
    and marched off to the king^(Z) of terrors.^(AA)