Coverdale(i)
7 yet he perisheth at the last like donge: In so moch yt they which haue sene him, saye: Where is he?
8 He vanysheth as a dreame, so that he can nomore be founde, & passeth awaye as a vision in ye night.
9 So that the eye which sawe him before, getteth now no sight of him, & his place knoweth him nomore.