^{2 Ref} Both low and high, together rich and needy.

^{3 Ref} My mouth speaketh wise things, And the meditations of my heart `are' things of understanding.

^{4 Ref} I incline to a simile mine ear, I open with a harp my riddle:

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

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

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

^{8 Ref} And precious `is' the redemption of their soul, And it hath ceased -- to the age.

^{9 Ref} And still he liveth for ever, He seeth not the pit.