“How often is it that the lamp of the wicked is put out, that their calamity comes on them, that God distributes sorrows in his anger?
How often is it that they are as stubble before the wind, as chaff that the storm carries away?
You say, ‘God lays up his iniquity for his children.’ Let him recompense it to himself, that he may know it.
Let his own eyes see his destruction.
Let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty.
For what does he care for his house after him, when the number of his months is cut off?