⁷ Let them vanish like water that flows away;^(A)
    when they draw the bow, let their arrows fall short.^(B)
8 May they be like a slug that melts away as it moves along,^(C)
    like a stillborn child^(D) that never sees the sun.

⁹ Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns^(E)—
    whether they be green or dry—the wicked will be swept away.^[a](F)