“Remember: who that was innocent ever perished? Or where were the upright cut off?

that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!

While yet in flower and not cut down, they wither before any other plant.

“For there is hope for a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that its shoots will not cease.

For what do they care for their houses after them, when the number of their months is cut off?

saying, ‘Surely our adversaries are cut off, and what they left the fire has consumed.’

They are exalted a little while, and then are gone; they are brought low and gathered up like all others; they are cut off like the heads of grain.

For what is the hope of the godless when God cuts him off, when God takes away his life?

He cuts out channels in the rocks, and his eye sees every precious thing.