The Psalms - Ferrar Fenton Bible Translation page 699

Attend, all who dwell in the World ; Sons of Adam, with children of men, Along with the rich and the poor. For my mouth speaks in knowledge, And sense is the thought of my heart. I will bend down my ears to the verse, And unfold my ideas to the harp! S·1·ANzA 2. Why fear I the bad in my right? And the wicked surrounding my feet ? Those who trust on their power, And confide on their wealth? Which never can set a man free, Nor give Gon a ransom for him. How costly redeeming their lives, When they fall down for ever! For can he always live, And look not on decay ? SrANzA 3. Yet he sees that philosophers die ;·—· All, like fools and the brutes are destroyed, And to others abandon their power. Their houses they thought built for ever, And their dwellings for ages of time, And they tix their own names on their Lands. Yet man cannot last in renown, He parishes like the dumb brutes. How foolish this way of theirs is! But their children delight in their plans. Srlmza 4. They lie in the grave like a Bock;

Death shepherds them when they descend, He lays them straight out to the view, With their troubles and griefs in his care. But GOD will deliver my life From the hand of the Grave, who may seize. STANZA 5. Envy not when a man grows in wealth; When in honour his family gains, For nothing he takes in his death, Nor can carry his honours with him Though his mind may be happy in life, Yet that you are well be content, He goes to his ancestor‘s race, And never more looks on the light. Men in honour, and yet without sense, Arc like to the perishing beasts. 7oo Boox II.