who are filled with much joy
and are glad when they reach the grave?

how much more those who dwell in clay houses,
whose foundation is in the dust,
who are crushed like a moth!

What is man, that You think so highly of him
and pay so much attention to him?

how much less one who is revolting and corrupt,
who drinks injustice like water?

how much less man, who is a maggot,
and the son of man, who is a worm!

if I have rejoiced because my wealth is great
or because my own hand has acquired so much,

how much less when you complain
that you do not see Him,
that your case is before Him
and you are waiting for Him.