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¹ O heare this, all ye people: pondre it well, all ye that dwell vpo the earth.² Hye & lowe, riche & poore, one wt another.³ My mouth shal speake of wy?dome, and my hert shal muse of vnderstondinge.⁴ I wil encline myne eare to the parable, & shewe my darcke speach vpon the harpe.⁵ Wherfore shulde I feare the euell dayes, whe the wickednesse of my heles copaseth me rounde aboute?

⁶ They that put their trust in their good, & boost them selues in the multitude of their riches.⁷ No man maye deliuer his brother, ner make agrement for him vnto God.⁸ For it costeth more to redeme their soules, so that he must let that alone for euer.⁹ Yee though he lyue loge, & se not ye graue.¹⁰ For it shal be sene, yt soch wyse me shal dye & perishe together, as well as the ignoraunt and foolish, & leaue their goodes for other.¹¹ Loke what is in their houses, it cotinueth still: their dwellinge places endure from one generacion to another, & are called after their owne names vpon the earth,¹² Neuerthelesse ma abydeth not insoch honor, but is copared vnto ye brute beastes, & becometh like vnto the.¹³ This waie of theirs is very foolishnesse, & yet their posterite prayse it wt their mouth.¹⁴ Sela. They lye in the hell like shepe, death shal gnawe vpon them, & the rightuous shal haue dominacion of them in the mornynge by tymes: their stregth shal consume, & hell shalbe their dwellinge.

¹⁵ But God shal deliuer my soule from the power of hell, when he receaueth me.¹⁶ Sela. O be not thou afrayed, whan one is made riche, & the glory of his house increased.¹⁷ For he shal cary nothinge awaye wt him when he dyeth, nether shal his pompe folowe him.¹⁸ Whyle he lyueth, he is counted an happie man: & so loge as he is in prosperite, me speake good of him.¹⁹ But whe he foloweth his fathers generacion, he shal neuer se light eny more.²⁰ When a man is in honoure and hath no vnderstodinge, he is compared vnto the brute beastes, and becommeth like vnto them.