6 Though his loftiness agoes up to the heavens,
And his head touches the clouds,
7 He aperishes forever like his refuse;
Those who have seen him bwill say, ‘Where is he?’
8 He flies away like a adream, and they cannot find him;
Even like a vision of the night he is bchased away.
9 The aeye which saw him sees him no longer,
And bhis place no longer beholds him.