⁸ For what `is' the hope of the profane, When He doth cut off? When God doth cast off his soul?

²⁶ for what is a man profited if he may gain the whole world, but of his life suffer loss? or what shall a man give as an exchange for his life?

²⁰ `And God said to him, Unthinking one! this night thy soul they shall require from thee, and what things thou didst prepare -- to whom shall they be?

²¹ so `is' he who is treasuring up to himself, and is not rich toward God.'

²⁰ And the eyes of the wicked are consumed, And refuge hath perished from them, And their hope `is' a breathing out of soul!

¹³ So `are' the paths of all forgetting God, And the hope of the profane doth perish,

¹ Go, now, ye rich! weep, howling over your miseries that are coming upon `you';

² your riches have rotted, and your garments have become moth-eaten;

³ your gold and silver have rotted, and the rust of them for a testimony shall be to you, and shall eat your flesh as fire. Ye made treasure in the last days!

⁹ and those wishing to be rich, do fall into temptation and a snare, and many desires, foolish and hurtful, that sink men into ruin and destruction,

¹⁰ for a root of all the evils is the love of money, which certain longing for did go astray from the faith, and themselves did pierce through with many sorrows;

²⁵ for what is a man profited, having gained the whole world, and having lost or having forfeited himself?

³⁶ for what shall it profit a man, if he may gain the whole world, and forfeit his life?

³⁷ Or what shall a man give as an exchange for his life?

¹³ `Wo to you, Scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! because ye shut up the reign of the heavens before men, for ye do not go in, nor those going in do ye suffer to enter.

¹⁴ Afraid in Zion have been sinners, Seized hath trembling the profane: Who doth dwell for us -- consuming fire, Who doth dwell for us -- burnings of the age?

¹⁵ Whoso is walking righteously, And is speaking uprightly, Kicking against gain of oppressions, Shaking his hands from taking hold on a bribe, Stopping his ear from hearing of blood, And shutting his eyes from looking on evil,

³ Is not calamity to the perverse? And strangeness to workers of iniquity?

⁵ That the singing of the wicked `is' short, And the joy of the profane for a moment,

³⁴ For the company of the profane `is' gloomy, And fire hath consumed tents of bribery.

¹⁶ Also -- He `is' to me for salvation, For the profane cometh not before Him.