ISV(i)
5 The wicked triumph only briefly; the joy of the godless is momentary.
6 Though he grow as tall as the sky, or though his head touches the clouds,
7 he’ll perish forever, like his own excrement; those who saw him will ask, ‘Where is he?’
8 He’ll vanish like a dream, and no one will find him; he will be chased away like a night vision.”
9 “An eye that gazes at him won’t do so again; and his place won’t even recognize him.