4 I will incline my ear to a proverb. I will open my riddle on the harp.
5 Why should I fear in the days of evil, When iniquity at my heels surrounds me?
6 Those who trust in their wealth, And boast in the multitude of their riches --
7 None of them can by any means redeem his brother, Nor give God a ransom for him.
8 For the redemption of their life is costly, No payment is ever enough,
9 That he should live on forever, That he should not see corruption.
10 For he sees that wise men die; Likewise the fool and the senseless perish, And leave their wealth to others.
