⁷ he will perish forever,^(A) like his own dung;
    those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’^(B)

⁵ Yet you sweep people away^(A) in the sleep of death—
    they are like the new grass of the morning:

⁶ In the morning it springs up new,
    but by evening it is dry and withered.^(A)