12. While still tender, uncut,it will wither before every other grass.
13. So are the paths of all who forget God.Hope perishes for the godless,
14. whose confidence is a fragile thing,their trust, a spider’s web.
15. He leans on its web, and it doesn’t stand;grasps it, and it can’t remain in place.
16. It’s like a well-watered plant in the sun;its runners spread over its gardens.
17. Its roots are entwined over a pile of rocks,for it sees a home among stones.
18. If it’s uprooted from its place,it lies, saying, "I can’t see you."
19. Surely its way is a joy,for from the dust other plants sprout.
20. Surely God won’t reject integrity,won’t strengthen the hand of the wicked.
21. He will still fill your mouth with joy,your lips with a victorious shout.
22. Those who hate you will be clothed with shame,and the tent of the wicked will vanish.