To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah. Hear this, all ye people; give ear, all ye inhabitants of the world:

But God will redeem my soul from the power of the grave: for he shall receive me. Selah.

None of them can by any means redeem his brother, nor give to God a ransom for him:

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 consume in the grave from their dwelling.

Nevertheless man being in honor abideth not: he is like the beasts that perish.

They that trust in their wealth, and boast themselves in the multitude of their riches;

Be not thou afraid when one is made rich, when the glory of his house is increased;

(For the redemption of their soul is precious, and it ceaseth for ever:)

Man that is in honor, and understandeth not, is like the beasts that perish.

For he seeth that wise men die, likewise the fool and the brutish person perish, and leave their wealth to others.

My mouth shall speak of wisdom; and the meditation of my heart shall be of understanding.

Why should I fear in the days of evil, when the iniquity of my heels shall encompass me?

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.

This their way is their folly: yet their posterity approve their sayings. Selah.

Both low and high, rich and poor together.

I will incline my ear to a parable: I will open my dark saying upon the harp.

He shall go to the generation of his fathers; they shall never see light.

For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away: his glory shall not descend after him.

That he should still live for ever, and not see corruption.

Though while he lived he blessed his soul: and men will praise thee, when thou doest well to thyself.