Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
In the fullness of his sufficiency he shall be in straits. The hand of everyone who is in misery shall come upon him.
Will thou keep the old way which wicked men have trodden?
Though he heaps up silver as the dust, and prepares raiment as the clay,
Be not thou afraid when a man is made rich, when the glory of his house is increased.
And I will say to my soul, Soul, thou have many goods laid up for many years. Take thine ease, eat, drink, be merry.
And having called him, he said to him, What is this I hear about thee? Render the account of thy management, for thou can no longer manage.
For the sun rose up with the burning heat, and withered the grass. And the flower of it fell, and the beauty of its appearance perished. So also the rich man will fade away among his pursuits.
Go now, ye rich, weep, howling for your miseries that are approaching.