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he will perish forever, like his own dung; those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’ Like a dream he flies away, no more to be found, banished like a vision of the night. The eye that saw him will not see him again; his place will look on him no more.

he will perish forever like his own dung; those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’ He will fly away like a dream and not be found; he will be chased away like a vision of the night. The eye that saw him will see him no more, nor will his place any more behold him.

yet they will vanish forever, thrown away like their own dung. Those who knew them will ask, ‘Where are they?’ They will fade like a dream and not be found. They will vanish like a vision in the night. Those who once saw them will see them no more. Their families will never see them again.

he will vanish forever like his own dung. Those who know  him will ask, “Where is he? ”  He will fly away like a dream and never be found; he will be chased away like a vision in the night.  The eye that saw him will see him no more,  and his household will no longer see him.

Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: They which have seen him shall say, Where is he? He shall fly away as a dream, and shall not be found: Yea, he shall be chased away as a vision of the night. The eye also which saw him shall see him no more; Neither shall his place any more behold him.

Yet he will perish forever like his own refuse; Those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’ He will fly away like a dream, and not be found; Yes, he will be chased away like a vision of the night. The eye that saw him will see him no more, Nor will his place behold him anymore.

“Don’t you even know the basics, how things have been since the earliest days, when Adam and Eve were first placed on earth? The good times of the wicked are short-lived; godless joy is only momentary. The evil might become world famous, strutting at the head of the celebrity parade, But still end up in a pile of dung. Acquaintances look at them with disgust and say, ‘What’s that?’ They fly off like a dream that can’t be remembered, like a shadowy illusion that vanishes in the light. Though once notorious public figures, now they’re nobodies, unnoticed, whether they come or go. Their children will go begging on skid row, and they’ll have to give back their ill-gotten gain. Right in the prime of life, and youthful and vigorous, they’ll die.

He perishes forever like his refuse; Those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’ “He flies away like a dream, and they cannot find him; Like a vision of the night he is chased away. “The eye which saw him sees him no longer, And his place no longer beholds him.

Yet he perishes forever like his own refuse; Those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’ “He flies away like a dream and cannot be found; Yes, he is chased away like a vision of the night. “The eye which saw him sees him no longer, Neither does his [accustomed] place behold him any longer.

he will perish forever, like his own excrement; those who used to see him will say, ‘Where is he?’ Like a dream he flies away, never again to be found, and like a vision of the night he is put to flight. People who had seen him will not see him again, and the place where he was will recognize him no longer.