5. that the triumph of the wicked is short and the joy of the godless is but for a moment?
6. Though his pride reaches to the heavens, and his head touches the clouds,
7. he perishes forever like his own dung. Those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’
8. Like a dream, he flies away and they cannot find him; like a vision of the night, he is chased away.