Jason Silver

Lyrics

Hear this, all of you people;
And give ear, all you who live in this world,
Both low and high, rich and poor together.
My mouth shall speak in wisdom;
And my heart will meditate and understand.
I will incline my ear to a proverb;
I will solve my riddle to the music of the harp.

Why should I fear in trouble,
When sin of my enemy, it surrounds,
those who trust in wealth and boast in riches?
No one, none can redeem someone's life
Or give God a ransom for them;
Ransom for life, it's too costly, can't suffice.
None can live forever and then never see the grave.

Everyone knows that the wise die too
Just like the foolish and stupid do
All of them leaving their fortunes behind.
Forever they'll find their graves their homes,
Even though they named the land their own.
Their tomb, their home for all generations.

People cannot escape death with wealth but,
Like animals they will die.
Straight to the grave they descend and decay.
Such is the fate of the foolhardy,
The end of those pleased with their lot.
Like sheep they are appointed for Sheol;
Death shall be their shepherd;
And Sheol be their home.

But God will ransom my soul, my soul;
Ransom it from the power of Sheol,
For he will receive me.

Instrumental Selah Rest and think on that

Do not be in awe when some become rich,
Wealth of their houses increase;
For when they die they won't take it with them.
Though in their lifetime they think they're happy””
For one is praised when they do well””
They join the company of their ancestors,
Who will never again, never see the light of day.

Wealthy people do not understand
They are like the animals that die.

ISRC: SE6A91849765