“I’ll quote your own words back to you:“‘This is how God treats the wicked,this is what evil people can expect from God Almighty:Their children—all of them—will die violent deaths;they’ll never have enough bread to put on the table.They’ll be wiped out by the plague,and none of the widows will shed a tear when they’re gone.Even if they make a lot of moneyand are resplendent in the latest fashions,It’s the good who will end up wearing the clothesand the decent who will divide up the money.They build elaborate housesthat won’t survive a single winter.They go to bed wealthyand wake up poor.Terrors pour in on them like flash floods—a tornado snatches them away in the middle of the night,A cyclone sweeps them up—gone!Not a trace of them left, not even a footprint.Catastrophes relentlessly pursue them;they run this way and that, but there’s no place to hide—Pummeled by the weather,blown to kingdom come by the storm.’”