Thomson(i)
5 But the mirth of the wicked is sudden ruin, and the joy of transgressors, destruction,
6 though his gifts mount up to heaven, and his sacrifice reach the clouds.
7 For when he thinketh that he is now firmly established, then shall he be utterly destroyed; and they who have seen him will say, Where is he?
8 Like a dream which is gone, he cannot be found. He is vanished, like a spectre in the night.
9 The eye which saw him, shall see him no more; and his place shall no more him observe.
10 Let minors destroy his children, and his own hands light up the signals of distress.
11 His bones were full of his youth, but with him it shall go to rest beneath the mound.
12 If wickedness be sweet in his mouth, he will hide it under his tongue.
13 He will not be sparing of it, nor forsake it, but will gather it together in his mouth; therefore let him not be able to help himself.
14 The poison of an asp is in his belly.
15 Riches collected unrighteously shall be vomited up. Out of his house let an angel drag him.
16 May he suck the venom of dragons! and may the tongue of the viper slay him!