BSB(i)
5 the triumph of the wicked has been brief and the joy of the godless momentary?
6 Though his arrogance reaches the heavens, and his head touches the clouds,
7 he will perish forever, like his own dung; those who had seen him will ask, ‘Where is he?’
8 He will fly away like a dream, never to be found; he will be chased away like a vision in the night.
9 The eye that saw him will see him no more, and his place will no longer behold him.