For the sun rises with its heat and dries up the meadow; the petal of the flower falls off and its beauty is lost forever. So also the rich person in the midst of his pursuits will wither away.

And if we put bits into the mouths of horses to get them to obey us, then we guide their entire bodies.

Grieve, mourn, and weep. Turn your laughter into mourning and your joy into despair.

Come now, you rich! Weep and cry aloud over the miseries that are coming on you.

And the prayer of faith will save the one who is sick and the Lord will raise him up -- and if he has committed sins, he will be forgiven.