¹¹ You conceive^(A) chaff,
    you give birth^(B) to straw;
    your breath is a fire^(C) that consumes you.

¹⁴ By your hand save me from such people, Lord,
    from those of this world^(A) whose reward is in this life.^(B)
May what you have stored up for the wicked fill their bellies;
    may their children gorge themselves on it,
    and may there be leftovers^(C) for their little ones.