Y’all must sell your possessions and give to the poor. Y’all must make purses for yourselves that won’t wear out, an unfailing treasure in heaven where no thief approaches and no moth destroys.
For the moth will eat them up like a garment, and the worm will eat them like wool; but my righteousness will be forever, and my salvation to all generations.”
As the partridge that sits on eggs that she has not laid, so is the one who gets riches by unjust means. In the middle of their days, it will forsake them. At the end, they will be fools.