18:021:016 Lo, their good is not in their hand: the counsel of the wicked is far from me.
18:021:017 How oft is the candle of the wicked put out! and how oft cometh their destruction upon them! God distributeth sorrows in his anger.
18:021:018 They are as stubble before the wind, and as chaff that the storm carrieth away.
18:021:019 God layeth up his iniquity for his children: he rewardeth him, and he shall know it.
18:021:020 His eyes shall see his destruction, and he shall drink of the wrath of the Almighty.
18:021:021 For what pleasure hath he in his house after him, when the number of his months is cut off in the midst?
18:021:022 Shall any teach God knowledge? seeing he judgeth those that are high.
18:021:023 One dieth in his full strength, being wholly at ease and quiet.
18:021:024 His breasts are full of milk, and his bones are moistened with marrow.
18:021:025 And another dieth in the bitterness of his soul, and never eateth with pleasure.