Wherefore do the wicked live, Become old, yea, wax mighty in power?
The transgression of the wicked saith within my heart, There is no fear of God before his eyes.
Righteous art thou, O Jehovah, when I contend with thee; yet would I reason the cause with thee: wherefore doth the way of the wicked prosper? wherefore are all they at ease that deal very treacherously?