Psalms 49:18
Whyle he lyueth, he is counted an happie man: & so loge as he is in prosperite, me speake good of him.
Whyle he lyueth, he is counted an happie man: & so loge as he is in prosperite, me speake good of him.
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15But God shal deliuer my soule from the power of hell, when he receaueth me.
16Sela. O be not thou afrayed, whan one is made riche, & the glory of his house increased.
17For he shal cary nothinge awaye wt him when he dyeth, nether shal his pompe folowe him.
19But whe he foloweth his fathers generacion, he shal neuer se light eny more.
9Yee though he lyue loge, & se not ye graue.
10For it shal be sene, yt soch wyse me shal dye & perishe together, as well as the ignoraunt and foolish, & leaue their goodes for other.
11Loke what is in their houses, it cotinueth still: their dwellinge places endure from one generacion to another, & are called after their owne names vpon the earth,
12Neuerthelesse ma abydeth not insoch honor, but is copared vnto ye brute beastes, & becometh like vnto the.
13This waie of theirs is very foolishnesse, & yet their posterite prayse it wt their mouth.
48O remembre how shorte my tyme is, hast thou made all men for naught?
2Wherfore I iudged those that are deed, to be more happie then soch as be alyue:
18For hell prayseth not the, death doth not magnifie the. They that go downe into the graue, prayse not thy treuth:
19but the lyuynge, yee the lyuynge acknowlege the, like as I do this daye. The father telleth his children of thy faithfulnesse.
20For he thinketh not moch how longe he shal lyue, for so moch as God fylleth his hert with gladnesse.
15He shal lyue, & vnto him shalbe geue of ye golde of Arabia: Prayer shal be made euer vnto him, & daylie shal he be praysed.
32Yet shal he be brought to his graue, and watch amonge the heape of the deed.
33The shal he be fayne to be buried amoge the stones by the broke syde. All men must folowe him, & there are innumerable gone before him.
2The LORDE shal preserue him, and kepe him alyue: he shal make him to prospere vpon earth, and shal not delyuer him into ye wil of his enemies.
13His soule shall dwell at ease, and his sede shall possesse the londe.
17The deed prayse not the (o LORDE) nether all they that go downe in to sylence.
18But we will prayse the LORDE, from this tyme forth for euermore. Halleluya.
28Yee he hath delyuered my soule from destruccion, & my life, that it seyth ye light.
22Wherfore I perceaue, yt there is nothyinge better for a man, then to be ioyfull in his laboure, for that is his porcion. But who wil brynge him to se the thinge, that shal come after him?
1Prayse the LORDE (o my soule:) whyle I lyue wil I prayse the LORDE, yee as loge as I haue eny beynge, I wil synge prayses vnto my God.
2O put not yor trust in prynces, ner in the childe of man, for there is no helpe in the.
22Soch as be blessed of him, shal possesse the londe: & they whom he curseth, shalbe roted out.
21Whether his children come to worshipe or no, he can not tell: And yf they be men of lowe degre, he knoweth not.
22Whyle he lyueth, his flesh must haue trauayle: and whyle the soule is in him, he must be in sorowe.
2For thou shalt eate the laboures of thine owne hondes: o well is the, happie art thou.
17& shal be grene in the cite, like grasse vpo the earth.
15and thou shalt departe vnto thy fathers in peace, and shalt be buried in a good age.
14Fro the men of thy honde (o LORDE) from the men off the worlde, which haue their porcion in this life: whose belies thou fyllest with thy treasure.
19When the rich man dyeth, he carieth nothinge with him: he is gone in ye twincklynge of an eye.
2His sede shall be mightie vpon earth, the generacion of the faithfull shalbe blessed.
23One dyeth now when he is mightie & at his best, rich and in prosperite:
4Blessed is he that hath ye God of Iacob for his helpe, and whose hope is in the LORDE his God.
17His remembraunce shall perish from the earth, & his name shall not be praysed in the stretes:
4For thy louynge kyndnesse is better then life, my lyppes shal prayse the.
6Yee though he lyued two thousande yeares, yet hath he no good life. Come not all to one place?
3Yf a man begett an hundreth children, and lyue many yeares, so that his dayes are many in nombre, and yet can not enioye his good, nether be buried: as for him I saye, that an vntymely byrth is better then he.
24O considre how greate and excellent his workes be, whom all men loaue and prayse:
18kepeth his soule from destruccion, & his life from ye swearde.
22Which their childers childre shal haue in possessio, for the riches of the synner is layed vp for ye iust.
15Loke whom he leaueth behinde him, they shal dye & be buried, & no man shall haue pite of his wyddowes.
22they wolde be maruelous glad, as those that dygge vp treasure)
29He shall not be rich, nether shall his substaunce continue, ner encrease vpon earth.
25Another dyeth in sorowe and heuynesse, and neuer had good daies.
24Now vse not me to do violece vnto the, yt are destroyed allready: but where hurte is done, there vse thei to helpe.