The wealth of the rich `is' the city of his strength, And as a wall set on high in his own imagination.
The wealth of the rich `is' his strong city, The ruin of the poor `is' their poverty.
Wealth profiteth not in a day of wrath, And righteousness delivereth from death.
Before destruction the heart of man is high, And before honour `is' humility.
A rich man is wise in his own eyes, And the intelligent poor searcheth him.
For wisdom `is' a defense, money `is' a defence, And the advantage of the knowledge of wisdom `is', She reviveth her possessors.
Speak thus -- an affirmation of Jehovah, And fallen hath the carcase of man, As dung on the face of the field, And as a handful after the reaper, And there is none gathering.
For not as our Rock `is' their rock, (And our enemies `are' judges!)