Both low and high
Rich and poor
Incline your ears to a Proverb
Dark sayings for sure.
Should I fear the day\'s of evil
Iniquity at my heels
Who can redeem his brother
How do we appeal?
Trusting in wealth and the multitude of riches
Not seeking the truth become the enemies bitches.
From a seed the fruit will grow
Meditate, His Word will show.
Without redemption
Souls lost forever.
The last shall be first
Now who is clever.
Pride downcast
Calling My lands by their own names
Thinking they have it together
But Reaping shame.
The man in honour
We love the game he is playing
Fools in prosperity
Approve their sayings.
Like sheep
All destined for the grave.
The upright shall have dominion
No longer to be slaves.
God redeem me from the power of the grave
Recieve me Lord
The soul you have made.
Do not be afraid when one becomes rich
When his glory is increased
For when they die they carry nothing away
Their time has ceased.
Though while he lives he blesses himself
And men give him the praise
They shall go to their fathers
And stay inside the grave.
Man that is in honour and does not understand
Is like the beast that perish
No longer to walk His land.
But those who honour the Lord
Will rise on that day
To their eternal heritage
From Him they\'ll never stray.