Though he heaps up silver as the dust and prepares raiment as the clay,
And Tyre built herself a stronghold and heaped up silver as the dust and fine gold as the mire of the streets.
And the king made silver to be in Jerusalem as stones, and he made cedars to be as the sycamore trees that are in the vale, for abundance.
Shall not all these take up a parable against him and a taunting enigma against him and say, Woe to him that multiplied that which was not his! And for how long would he pile thick clay upon himself?
Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon the earth, where moth and rust corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal;