Coverdale(i)
17 Vntill I wete in to ye Sanctuary of God, & considered the ende of these men.
18 Namely, how thou hast set the in a slippery place, that thou maiest cast the downe headlynges & destroye the.
19 O how sodenly do they consume, perish, & come to a fearfull ende?
20 Yee euen like as a dreame when one awaketh, so makest thou their ymage to vanish out of the cite.