Though the wicked sprout like weeds and evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.

恶人茂盛如草，一切作孽之人发旺的时候，正是他们要灭亡，直到永远。

恶人虽茂盛如草，作恶的人虽全都兴旺，他们却要灭亡，直到永远。

恶人虽茂盛如草，作恶的人虽全都兴旺，他们却要灭亡，直到永远。

恶人虽如草滋生，一时亨通，但终必永远灭亡。

恶人虽好像草一样繁茂，所有作孽的人虽然兴旺，他们都要永远灭亡。

尽管恶人如牧草茂盛，所有做坏事的人都兴旺，他们也要被永远除灭。

惡人茂盛如草，一切作孽之人發旺的時候，正是他們要滅亡，直到永遠。

惡人雖茂盛如草，作惡的人雖全都興旺，他們卻要滅亡，直到永遠。

惡人雖茂盛如草，作惡的人雖全都興旺，他們卻要滅亡，直到永遠。

惡人雖如草滋生，一時亨通，但終必永遠滅亡。

惡人雖好像草一樣繁茂，所有作孽的人雖然興旺，他們都要永遠滅亡。

惡人發生如草，一切作孽之人一時發旺，正是要永久消滅的。

儘管惡人如牧草茂盛，所有做壞事的人都興旺，他們也要被永遠除滅。

惡人發生如草、作慝者興盛、無非使之恆亡兮、

惡者亨通、知草萌芽、轉瞬凋零、至於永亡兮、

惡人興盛似草、為非者發旺如花、終必永滅、

豈彼冥頑。所能領會。

that though the wicked spring up like grass and all evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.

Those who are evil spring up like grass. Those who do wrong succeed. But they will be destroyed forever.

that though the wicked sprout like grass and all evildoers flourish, they are doomed to destruction forever;

though the wicked sprout like grass and all evildoers flourish, they will be eternally destroyed.

When the wicked sprouted up like grass And all who did injustice flourished, It was only that they might be destroyed forevermore.

When the wicked spring up like grass, And when all the workers of iniquity flourish, It is that they may be destroyed forever.

When the wicked spring as the grass, And when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; It is that they shall be destroyed for ever.

though the wicked sprout like grass and all evildoers flourish, they will be eternally destroyed.

When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity do flourish;[ it is] that they shall be destroyed for ever:

When the wicked sprout up like grass, and all the evildoers glisten, it is so that they may be annihilated.

though the wicked spring up as the grass, and all the evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.

But the rebellious will be destroyed; they have no future.

Truly, you put them on a slippery path and send them sliding over the cliff to destruction.In an instant they are destroyed, completely swept away by terrors.When you arise, O Lord, you will laugh at their silly ideas as a person laughs at dreams in the morning.

But robbers are left in peace, and those who provoke God live in safety— though God keeps them in his power.

As the Scriptures say,“ People are like grass; their beauty is like a flower in the field. The grass withers and the flower fades.

The Lord of Heaven’s Armies says,“ The day of judgment is coming, burning like a furnace. On that day the arrogant and the wicked will be burned up like straw. They will be consumed— roots, branches, and all.

Look at these wicked people— enjoying a life of ease while their riches multiply.

Lord, you always give me justice when I bring a case before you. So let me bring you this complaint: Why are the wicked so prosperous? Why are evil people so happy?You have planted them, and they have taken root and prospered. Your name is on their lips, but you are far from their hearts.

From now on we will call the arrogant blessed. For those who do evil get rich, and those who dare God to punish them suffer no harm.’”

Jesus said,“ There was a certain rich man who was splendidly clothed in purple and fine linen and who lived each day in luxury.At his gate lay a poor man named Lazarus who was covered with sores.As Lazarus lay there longing for scraps from the rich man’s table, the dogs would come and lick his open sores.“ Finally, the poor man died and was carried by the angels to sit beside Abraham at the heavenly banquet. The rich man also died and was buried,and he went to the place of the dead. There, in torment, he saw Abraham in the far distance with Lazarus at his side.“ The rich man shouted,‘ Father Abraham, have some pity! Send Lazarus over here to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue. I am in anguish in these flames.’“ But Abraham said to him,‘ Son, remember that during your lifetime you had everything you wanted, and Lazarus had nothing. So now he is here being comforted, and you are in anguish.

Don’t worry about the wicked or envy those who do wrong.For like grass, they soon fade away. Like spring flowers, they soon wither.

I have seen wicked and ruthless people flourishing like a tree in its native soil.But when I looked again, they were gone! Though I searched for them, I could not find them!

“ Why do the wicked prosper, growing old and powerful?They live to see their children grow up and settle down, and they enjoy their grandchildren.Their homes are safe from every fear, and God does not punish them.Their bulls never fail to breed. Their cows bear calves and never miscarry.They let their children frisk about like lambs. Their little ones skip and dance.They sing with tambourine and harp. They celebrate to the sound of the flute.

And those who are rich should boast that God has humbled them. They will fade away like a little flower in the field.The hot sun rises and the grass withers; the little flower droops and falls, and its beauty fades away. In the same way, the rich will fade away with all of their achievements.

That is why their people have so little power and are so frightened and confused. They are as weak as grass, as easily trampled as tender green shoots. They are like grass sprouting on a housetop, scorched before it can grow lush and tall.

When Abigail arrived home, she found that Nabal was throwing a big party and was celebrating like a king. He was very drunk, so she didn’t tell him anything about her meeting with David until dawn the next day.In the morning when Nabal was sober, his wife told him what had happened. As a result he had a stroke, and he lay paralyzed on his bed like a stone.About ten days later, the Lord struck him, and he died.

How long will they speak with arrogance? How long will these evil people boast?

A voice said,“ Shout!” I asked,“ What should I shout?”“ Shout that people are like the grass. Their beauty fades as quickly as the flowers in a field.The grass withers and the flowers fade beneath the breath of the Lord. And so it is with people.

Our days on earth are like grass; like wildflowers, we bloom and die.The wind blows, and we are gone— as though we had never been here.

For simpletons turn away from me— to death. Fools are destroyed by their own complacency.

You sweep people away like dreams that disappear. They are like grass that springs up in the morning.In the morning it blooms and flourishes, but by evening it is dry and withered.