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1 Hear this, all ye peo­ple; give ear, all ye in­hab­i­tants of the world:
2 Both low and high, rich and poor, to­geth­er.
3 My mouth shall speak of wis­dom; and the med­i­ta­tion of my heart shall be of un­der­stand­ing.
4 I will in­cline mine ear to a para­ble: I will open my dark say­ing upon the harp.
5 Where­fore should I fear in the days of evil, when the in­iq­ui­ty of my heels shall com­pass me about?
6 They that trust in their wealth, and boast them­selves in the mul­ti­tude of their rich­es;
7 None of them can by any means re­deem his broth­er, nor give to God a ran­som for him:
8 (For the re­demp­tion of their soul is pre­cious, and it ceaseth for ev­er:)
9 That he should still live for ev­er, and not see cor­rup­tion.
10 For he seeth that wise men die, like­wise the fool and the brutish per­son per­ish, and leave their wealth to oth­ers.
11 Their in­ward thought is, that their hous­es shall continue for ev­er, and their dwelling places to all gen­er­a­tions; they call their lands af­ter their own names.
12 Nev­er­the­less man being in hon­our abideth not: he is like the beasts that per­ish.
13 This their way is their fol­ly: yet their pos­ter­i­ty ap­prove their say­ings. Se­lah.
14 Like sheep they are laid in the grave; death shall feed on them; and the up­right shall have do­min­ion over them in the morn­ing; and their beau­ty shall con­sume in the grave from their dwelling.
15 But God will re­deem my soul from the pow­er of the grave: for he shall re­ceive me. Se­lah.
16 Be not thou afraid when one is made rich, when the glo­ry of his house is in­creased;
17 For when he di­eth he shall car­ry noth­ing away: his glo­ry shall not de­scend af­ter him.
18 Though while he lived he blessed his soul: and men will praise thee, when thou doest well to thy­self.
19 He shall go to the gen­er­a­tion of his fa­thers; they shall nev­er see light.
20 Man that is in hon­our, and un­der­standeth not, is like the beasts that per­ish.