One dies in his full strength, being wholly at ease and quiet.
for when he dies he shall take nothing away; his glory shall not go down after him.
For now I should have lain still and been quiet; I should have slept. Then I would have been at rest
His bones are full of his youthful vigor, but it lies down with him in the dust.
They spend their days in good, and in a moment go down to the grave.
