Let them be like snails that melt as they move. Let them be like a child born dead who never saw the sun.
I wish I had never lived, but had been carried straight from birth to the grave.
Why was I not buried like a child born dead, like a baby who never saw the light of day?
A man might have a hundred children and live a long time, but what good is it if he can’t enjoy the good God gives him or have a proper burial? I say a baby born dead is better off than he is.
Earth and sky will be destroyed, but the words I have said will never be destroyed.
Those who are rich should take pride that God has shown them that they are spiritually poor. The rich will die like a wild flower in the grass.