He leans against his house, but it won't stand; he grabs hold of it firmly, but it doesn't last.

He springs up like a flower and then withers. Like a shadow, he disappears and doesn't last.

"But when a person dies and wastes away, when a person breathes his last, where will he be?

"He won't become rich and his wealth won't last; he won't expand his holdings to cover the land.

"As for me, I know that my Vindicator is alive; And he, the Last One, will take his stand on the soil.

Because nothing was left for him to devour, therefore his prosperity won't last.