One dies in his full strength, being wholly at ease and quiet.
For when he dies he shall carry nothing away: his glory shall not descend after him.
For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then would I have been at rest,
His bones are full of the sin of his youth, which shall lie down with him in the dust.
They spend their days in wealth, and in a moment go down to the grave.
