With corrections for iniquity thou didst correct man, and thou wilt melt down as a moth his beauty: surely every man is vanity. Silence.

Nations raged, kingdoms were moved: he gave with his voice, the earth will melt

They shall melt away as water shall go about to them: he will bend his arrow, they shall be as cut off.

As a snail shall melt away he shall go: fire fell; they saw not the sun.

A man of tongue shall not be prepared in the earth: a man of violence, evil shall hunt him to melt down the coverings.

He will send his word and melt them: his wind shall blow, the waters will flow.