Sheol, a barren womb, land that never gets its fill of water, and fire, which never says, “Enough!”
When Rachel saw that she had not borne children to Jacob, she became envious of her sister. She said to Jacob, “Give me children or I shall die!”
Sheol and Abaddon can never be satisfied; so the eyes of mortals can never be satisfied.
The leech has two daughters: “Give,” and “Give.” Three things never get their fill, four never say, “Enough!”
Therefore Sheol enlarges its throat and opens its mouth beyond measure; Down into it go nobility and masses, tumult and revelry.
Indeed wealth is treacherous; a proud man does not succeed. He who opens wide his throat like Sheol, and is insatiable as death, Who gathers to himself all the nations, and collects for himself all the peoples—