I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay tree.

Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.

Heaven and earth shall pass away, but my words shall not pass away.

But the rich, in that he is made low: because as the flower of the grass he shall pass away.

Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants which never saw light.

If a man beget an hundred children, and live many years, so that the days of his years be many, and his soul be not filled with good, and also that he have no burial; I say, that an untimely birth is better than he.