Hear this, all ye people; give ears, all ye inhabitants of the world
Both low, high, and rich and poor, together
I and I mouth shall speak of wisdom
And the meditation of I heart shall be understanding
I will incline mine ears to the parable
I will open my dark saying upon the harp
Where should I fear in the days of evil
When the iniquity heels shall compass thy about, yeah?
They that trust in thy wealth
Boasting themselves in the multitude, of a riches
No one of them can be any means redeem his brother
Nor give to God a ransom for him
For the repentance of their soul, is precious, and ceaseth forever
That he shall be still, live forever, and not see corruption
For he that seeth wise men die, likewise the fool
And the brutish person praise, and love thy wealth to others
Their inward thought is, that their houses shall stand
Forever, and their dwelling places to the generations
They call, their lands after their own name, yeah
Nevertheless man being, honour, not be like the beasts that perish
This is their way is their folly: posterity approve their system. Selah

Hear this, all ye people; give ears, all ye inhabitants of the world
Both low, high, rich and poor, together
I and I mouth shall speak of wisdom, yeah
I and I meditation shall be understanding
I will incline mine ears unto thy parable, ya
I will open thy dark saying upon the harp, yeah
Where should I fear, in the days of evil
When the iniquity of I heels shall compass me about, yeah?
They shall trust in their wealth
Boasting themselves in the multitude of their riches
No one of them can be..