he will not be rich, and his wealth will not endure, nor will he strike root in the earth;
The light is dark in his tent, and his lamp above him is put out.
There was nothing left after he had eaten; therefore his prosperity will not endure.
And he called him and said to him, ‘What is this that I hear about you? Turn in the account of your stewardship, for you can no longer be steward.’
For the sun rises with its scorching heat and withers the grass; its flower falls, and its beauty perishes. So will the rich man fade away in the midst of his pursuits.