“It is all the same.
Therefore I say he destroys the blameless and the wicked.
If the scourge kills suddenly, he will mock at the trial of the innocent.
The earth is given into the hand of the wicked.
He covers the faces of its judges.
If not he, then who is it?
“Now my days are swifter than a runner.
They flee away.
They see no good.
They have passed away as the swift ships, as the eagle that swoops on the prey.
If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad face, and cheer up,’