1 To the Overseer. -- By sons of Korah. A Psalm. Hear this, all ye peoples, Give ear, all ye inhabitants of the world.

2 Both low and high, together rich and needy.

3 My mouth speaketh wise things, And the meditations of my heart are things of understanding.

4 I incline to a simile mine ear, I open with a harp my riddle:

5 Why do I fear in days of evil? The iniquity of my supplanters doth compass me.

6 Those trusting on their wealth, And in the multitude of their riches, Do shew themselves foolish.

7 A brother doth no one at all ransom, He doth not give to God his atonement.

8 And precious is the redemption of their soul, And it hath ceased -- to the age.

9 And still he liveth for ever, He seeth not the pit.

Psalms 49:1-9, Young's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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