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I will incline my ear to a proverb; I will solve my riddle to the music of the lyre.
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Why should I fear in times of trouble, when the iniquity of my persecutors surrounds me,
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men who trust in their wealth and boast of the abundance of their riches?
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Truly no man can ransom himself, or give to God the price of his life,
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for the ransom of his life is costly, and can never suffice,
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that he should continue to live on for ever, and never see the Pit.
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Yea, he shall see that even the wise die, the fool and the stupid alike must perish and leave their wealth to others.
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Their graves are their homes for ever, their dwelling places to all generations, though they named lands their own.
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Man cannot abide in his pomp, he is like the beasts that perish.
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This is the fate of those who have foolish confidence, the end of those who are pleased with their portion. [Selah]
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Like sheep they are appointed for Sheol; Death shall be their shepherd; straight to the grave they descend, and their form shall waste away; Sheol shall be their home.