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 can by any means redeem his brother;
8 Nor give to God a ransom for him that he should still live forever, that it ceaseth not forever to see corruption.
9 For the redemption of their souls is through God, and precious.
10 For he seeth wise men die; likewise the fool and the brutish person perish, and leave their wealth to others;
11 Their inward thought of their houses forever; their dwelling places, to all generations. Lands they called after their own names, and they are honorable.
12 Nevertheless, man in honor abideth not, he is also like the beasts that perish.
13 This I speak of them who walk in their way, and forsaketh the Almighty in 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.
