2 But as for me, my feet had almost stumbled,

my steps had well nigh slipped.

3 For I was envious of the arrogant,

when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.

4 For they have no pangs;

their bodies are sound and sleek.

5 They are not in trouble as other men are;

they are not stricken like other men.

6 Therefore pride is their necklace;

violence covers them as a garment.

7 Their eyes swell out with fatness,

their hearts overflow with follies.

8 They scoff and speak with malice;

loftily they threaten oppression.

9 They set their mouths against the heavens,

and their tongue struts through the earth.