If only You would hide me in Sheol and conceal me until Your anger passes, that You would appoint a time for me and then remember me.

You would call, and I would answer You. You would long for the work of Your hands.

One person dies in excellent health, completely secure and at ease.

Yet another person dies with a bitter soul, having never tasted prosperity.

Yes, I know that You will lead me to death-- the place appointed for all who live.

The scepter will not depart from Judah, or the staff from between his feet, until He whose right it is comes and the obedience of the peoples belongs to Him.

They will be exposed to the sun, the moon, and the whole heavenly host, which they have loved, served, followed, pursued, and worshiped. [Their bones] will not be collected and buried but will become like manure on the surface of the soil.

His winnowing shovel is in His hand, and He will clear His threshing floor and gather His wheat into the barn. But the chaff He will burn up with fire that never goes out."

"Jerusalem, Jerusalem! The city who kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to her. How often I wanted to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, yet you were not willing!

he will vanish forever like his own dung. Those who know him will ask, "Where is he?"

The eye that saw him will see [him] no more, and his household will no longer see him.

Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns-- whether green or burning-- He will sweep them away.

How suddenly they become a desolation! They come to an end, swept away by terrors.

Like one waking from a dream, Lord, when arising, You will despise their image.

Your enemies will be clothed with shame; the tent of the wicked will exist no longer.

But a man dies and fades away; he breathes his last-- where is he?

so man lies down never to rise again. They will not wake up until the heavens are no more; they will not stir from their sleep.

They are exalted for a moment, then they are gone; they are brought low and shrivel up like everything else. They wither like heads of grain.