To the Overseer. -- By sons of Korah. A Psalm.
Hear this, all ye peoples, Give ear, all ye inhabitants of
Both low and high, together rich and needy.
My mouth speaketh wise things, And the meditations of my
heart are things of understanding.
I incline to a simile mine ear, I open with a harp my
Why do I fear in days of evil? The iniquity of my
supplanters doth compass me.
Those trusting on their wealth, And in the multitude of
their riches, Do shew themselves foolish.
A brother doth no one at all ransom, He doth not give to God
And precious is the redemption of their soul, And it
hath ceased -- to the age.
And still he liveth for ever, He seeth not the pit.
For he seeth wise men die, Together the foolish and brutish
perish, And have left to others their wealth.
Their heart is: Their houses are to the age,
Their tabernacles to all generations. They proclaimed their names over the
And man in honour doth not remain, He hath been like the
beasts, they have been cut off.
This their way is folly for them, And their posterity
with their sayings are pleased. Selah.
As sheep for Sheol they have set themselves, Death doth
afflict them, And the upright rule over them in the morning, And their form is
for consumption. Sheol is a dwelling for him.
Only, God doth ransom my soul from the hand of Sheol, For He
doth receive me. Selah.
Fear not, when one maketh wealth, When the honour of his
house is abundant,
For at his death he receiveth nothing, His honour goeth not
down after him.
For his soul in his life he blesseth, (And they praise thee
when thou dost well for thyself.)
It cometh to the generation of his fathers, For ever they
see not the light.
Man in honour, who understandest not, Hath been like the beasts,
they have been cut off!