My brothers have dealt deceitfully like a brook, Like the streams of the brooks that pass away,

When it is warm, they cease to flow; When it is hot, they vanish from their place.

One dies in his full strength, Being wholly at ease and secure;

Yet he shall be brought to the grave, And a vigil kept over the tomb.

How then can you comfort me with empty words, Since falsehood remains in your answers?"

Like sheep they are laid in the grave; Death shall feed on them; The upright shall have dominion over them in the morning; And their beauty shall be consumed in the grave, far from their dwelling.

[Let them be] like a snail which melts away as it goes, [Like] a stillborn child of a woman, that they may not see the sun.

Before your pots can feel [the burning] thorns, He shall take them away as with a whirlwind, As in His living and burning wrath.

As smoke is driven away, So drive [them] away; As wax melts before the fire, [So] let the wicked perish at the presence of God.

The wicked is banished in his wickedness, But the righteous has a refuge in his death.

But for him who is joined to all the living there is hope, for a living dog is better than a dead lion.

Also their love, their hatred, and their envy have now perished; Nevermore will they have a share In anything done under the sun.

"But God said to him, 'Fool! This night your soul will be required of you; then whose will those things be which you have provided?'

"So it was that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels to Abraham's bosom. The rich man also died and was buried.