Nations give ear, both low and high; Rich and poor all you people;
For I shall speak wisdom and truth; I will speak understanding.
This parable will I submit; I will render this hymn;
Why should I fear in evil times, Tho' my foes are around me?
Men like to boast of their great wealth, But cannot save one soul;
What! Never die? But die they must; Fools and wise, all must perish.
Their wealth is left to other men, But their home is the grave;
Such is the fate of those who live, Trusting in their great wealth.
But God redeems my soul from death; My soul shall he receive.
Be not afraid when one is rich, Nor when his wealth increases;
Though while he lived, his soul he blessed, And all men gave him praise;
Still shall he die; his wealth shall cease; for he lacked understanding.
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