The Swift, Certain Judgment of the Wicked

Job 24:18-25

They are but foam on the surface of the water; their portion of the land is cursed, so that no one turns toward their vineyards.

As drought and heat consume the melting snow, so Sheol steals those who have sinned.

The womb forgets them; the worm feeds on them; they are remembered no more. So injustice is like a broken tree.

They prey on the barren and childless, and show no kindness to the widow.

Yet by His power, God drags away the mighty; though rising up, they have no assurance of life.

He gives them a sense of security, but His eyes are on their ways.

They are exalted for a moment, then they are gone; they are brought low and gathered up like all others; they are cut off like heads of grain.

If this is not so, then who can prove me a liar and reduce my words to nothing?”