Moreover, wine betrays the arrogant man: He is not at rest. He enlarges his appetite like Sheol, he is like death and can’t be satisfied, He gathers to himself all nations and gathers all peoples to himself.
There is one who is alone, and he has neither son nor brother. There is no end to all of his labor, neither are his eyes satisfied with wealth. “For whom then do I labor and deprive my soul of enjoyment?” This also is emptiness. Yes, it is a miserable business.
“Y’all expected much, but it came to little, and when y’all brought it home, I blew it away. Why?” says YHWH Almighty, “Because my house lies in waste while each of y’all is busy with their own house.
Therefore Sheol has enlarged its appetite, and opened its mouth without measure; and their splendor, their masses, their pomp, and her din of revelry and the jubilant descend into it.