²⁰ Between dawn and dusk they are broken to pieces;
    unnoticed, they perish forever.^(A)

⁷ he will perish forever,^(A) like his own dung;
    those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’^(B)

¹² Like a shepherd’s tent^(A) my house
    has been pulled down^(B) and taken from me.
Like a weaver I have rolled^(C) up my life,
    and he has cut me off from the loom;^(D)
    day and night^(E) you made an end of me.
¹³ I waited patiently^(F) till dawn,
    but like a lion he broke^(G) all my bones;^(H)
    day and night^(I) you made an end of me.

⁷ The name of the righteous^(A) is used in blessings,^[a]
    but the name of the wicked^(B) will rot.^(C)

⁷ that though the wicked spring up like grass
    and all evildoers flourish,
    they will be destroyed forever.^(A)

⁵ Yet you sweep people away^(A) in the sleep of death—
    they are like the new grass of the morning:
⁶ In the morning it springs up new,
    but by evening it is dry and withered.^(B)

¹³ Look away from me, that I may enjoy life again
    before I depart and am no more.”^(A)

³⁶ but he soon passed away and was no more;
    though I looked for him, he could not be found.^(A)

¹⁷ The memory of him perishes from the earth;^(A)
    he has no name^(B) in the land.^(C)