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I will incline mine ear to a parable; I will open my dark saying upon the harp.
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Why should I fear in the days of evil, when the iniquity at my heels shall compass me about?
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They that trust in their wealth and boast themselves in the multitude of their riches,
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none of them can by any means redeem his brother, nor give to God a ransom for him
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(for the redemption of their soul is precious, and it ceaseth for ever),
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that they should still live for ever, and not see corruption.
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For he seeth that wise men die; likewise the fool and the brutish person perish and leave their wealth to others.
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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.
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Nevertheless man, though he be in honor, abideth not; he is like the beasts that perish.
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This their way is their folly, yet their posterity approve their sayings. Selah
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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 be consumed in the grave away from their dwelling.