The pain! I can't bear the pain! My heart! My heart is beating wildly! I can't keep quiet; I hear the trumpets and the shouts of battle.

My heart cries out for Moab! The people have fled to the town of Zoar, and to Eglath Shelishiyah. Some climb the road to Luhith, weeping as they go; some escape to Horonaim, grieving loudly.

I groan with sadness for Moab, with grief for Kir Heres.

LORD, look upon us from heaven, where you live in your holiness and glory. Where is your great concern for us? Where is your power? Where are your love and compassion? Do not ignore us.

The person who gets money dishonestly is like a bird that hatches eggs it didn't lay. In the prime of life he will lose his riches, and in the end he is nothing but a fool.

Riches will do you no good on the day you face death, but honesty can save your life.

Good people will have wealth to leave to their grandchildren, but the wealth of sinners will go to the righteous.

Rich people, however, imagine that their wealth protects them like high, strong walls around a city.

Here is a terrible thing that I have seen in this world: people save up their money for a time when they may need it,

and then lose it all in some bad deal and end up with nothing left to pass on to their children.

The people go across the Valley of Willows, trying to escape with all their possessions.

But God said to him, 'You fool! This very night you will have to give up your life; then who will get all these things you have kept for yourself ? ' "

And Jesus concluded, "This is how it is with those who pile up riches for themselves but are not rich in God's sight."

Your riches have rotted away, and your clothes have been eaten by moths.

Your gold and silver are covered with rust, and this rust will be a witness against you and will eat up your flesh like fire. You have piled up riches in these last days.