Psalm 49 - To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.

Psalm 49

To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.

1. Hear this, all ye people; give ear, all ye inhabitants of the world:
2. Both low and high, rich and poor, together.
3. My mouth shall speak of wisdom; and the meditation of my heart shall be of understanding.
4. I will incline mine ear to a parable: I will open my dark saying upon the harp.
5. Wherefore should I fear in the days of evil, when the iniquity of my heels shall compass me about?
6. They that trust in their wealth, and boast themselves in the multitude of their riches;
7. None of them can by any means redeem his brother, nor give to God a ransom for him:
8. (For the redemption of their soul is precious, and it ceaseth for ever:)
9. That he should still live for ever, and not see corruption.
10. For he seeth that wise men die, likewise the fool and the brutish person perish, and leave their wealth to others.
11. Their inward thought is, that their houses shall continue for ever, and their dwelling places to all generations; they call their lands after their own names.
12. Nevertheless man being in honour abideth not: he is like the beasts that perish.
13. This their way is their folly: yet their posterity approve their sayings. Selah.
14. Like sheep they are laid in the grave; death shall feed on them; and the upright shall have dominion over them in the morning; and their beauty shall consume in the grave from their dwelling.
15. But God will redeem my soul from the power of the grave: for he shall receive me. Selah.
16. Be not thou afraid when one is made rich, when the glory of his house is increased;
17. For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away: his glory shall not descend after him.
18. Though while he lived he blessed his soul: and men will praise thee, when thou doest well to thyself.
19. He shall go to the generation of his fathers; they shall never see light.
20. Man that is in honour, and understandeth not, is like the beasts that perish.

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Psalm 49.

To the chief musician.

Uh, som for the sons of Korah.

Here this all you people give ear all
you inhabitants of the world, both

low and high, rich and poor together.

My mouth shall speak of wisdom
and the meditation of my heart.

Shall be of understanding.

I will incline my ear to a parable.

I will open my dark sane upon the harp.

Wherefore, should I fear
in the days of evil?

When the iniquity of my
heel shall compass me about.

They that trust in their wealth.

And both themselves in the
multitude of their riches.

None of them can, by any
means redeem his brother.

Nor give to God a ransom for him.

For the redemption of
their soul is precious.

And at CSUN forever.

That he's should still live
forever and not see corruption.

For he see if that wise men die.

Likewise the fool and the brutish person
perish and leave their wealth to others.

There are inward thought is that
their houses shall continue forever.

And they're dwelling
places to all generations.

They call their lands
after their own names.

Nevertheless man being an honor by death.

Not.

He is like the beast parish.

This their way is their folly.

Yet their posterity approved.

They're saying, say LA.

Like sheep they're laid in the grave.

Death shall feed on them.

And the upright shall have
dominion over them in the morning.

And their beauty shall consume
in the grave from their dwelling.

But God will redeem my soul
from the power of the grave.

For, he shall receive me say LA.

Be not the afraid when one has made rich,
when the glory of his house has increased.

For when he died, he
shall carry nothing away.

His glory shall not descend after him.

The while he lived, he blessed his soul.

And men will praise thee when
thou do as well, two nights off.

He shall go to the
generation of his fathers.

They shall never see light.

Man that is in honor and understand that.

Not as like the beast that parish.