7 "Why do the wicked live, Become old, yes, and grow mighty in power?
8 Their child is established with them in their sight, Their offspring before their eyes.
9 Their houses are safe from fear, Neither is the rod of God upon them.
10 Their bulls breed without fail. Their cows calve, and don`t miscarry.
11 They send forth their little ones like a flock. Their children dance.
12 They sing to the tambourine and harp, And rejoice at the sound of the pipe.
13 They spend their days in prosperity. In an instant they go down to Sheol.
