ISV(i)
5 The wicked triumph only briefly; the joy of the godless is momentary.
6 Though he grow as tall as the sky, or though his head touches the clouds,
7 he’ll perish forever, like his own excrement; those who saw him will ask, ‘Where is he?’
8 He’ll vanish like a dream, and no one will find him; he will be chased away like a night vision.”
9 “An eye that gazes at him won’t do so again; and his place won’t even recognize him.
10 His sons will make amends to the poor; their hands will return his wealth.
11 Though his bones were full of youthful vigor; yet they will lie down with him in the dust.
12 Though evil tastes sweet in his mouth, though he conceals it under his tongue,
13 though he savors it and delays swallowing it so he can taste it again and again in his mouth,
14 his food will turn rancid in his stomach— it will become a cobra’s poison inside him.
15 “Though he swallows wealth, he will vomit it; God will dislodge it from his stomach.
16 He will suck the poison of cobras; the fangs of a viper will slay him.