For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Qarun.
1Hear this, all you peoples.
Listen, all you inhabitants of the world,
2Both low and high,
Rich and poor together.
3My mouth will speak words of wisdom.
My heart shall utter understanding.
4I will incline my ear to a proverb.
I will open my riddle on the harp.
5Why should I fear in the days of evil,
When iniquity at my heels surrounds me?
6Those who trust in their wealth,
And boast in the multitude of their riches–
7None of them can by any means redeem his brother,
Nor give God a ransom for him.
8For the redemption of their life is costly,
No payment is ever enough,
9That he should live on forever,
That he should not see corruption.
10For he sees that wise men die;
Likewise the fool and the senseless perish,
And leave their wealth to others.
11Their inward thought is that their houses will endure forever,
And their dwelling places to all generations.
They name their lands after themselves.
12But man, despite his riches, does not endure.
He is like the animals that perish.
13This is the destiny of those who are foolish,
And of those who approve their sayings.
Selah.
14They are appointed as a flock for the grave.
Death shall be their shepherd.
The upright shall have dominion over them in the morning.
Their beauty shall decay in the grave,
Far from their mansion.
15But God will redeem my soul from the power of the grave,
For he will receive me.
Selah.
16Do not be afraid when a man is made rich,
When the glory of his house is increased.
17For when he dies he shall carry nothing away.
His glory shall not descend after him.
18Though while he lived he blessed his soul–
And men praise you when you do well for yourself–
19He shall go to the generation of his fathers.
They shall never see the light.
20A man who has riches without understanding,
Is like the animals that perish.