When they become warm, they go away; when it is hot, they vanish out of their place.

Though its root becomes old in the earth, and its stump dies in the dust,

And he lives in cut off cities, in houses where none are living, which are ready to become heaps.

Why do the wicked live? They grow old and become mighty in power.

Behold, all you have seen it yourselves; why then do you become completely vain?

He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.