TSK · Proverbs 11:28

Haue I put my trust in golde? Or, haue I sayde to the fynest golde of all: thou art my cofidence?

They that put their trust in their good, & boost them selues in the multitude of their riches.

O trust not in wronge & robbery, geue not yor selues vnto vanite: yf riches increase, set not yor herte vpon them.

The rich mas goodes are his stroge holde, but pouerte oppresseth the poore.

For he shalbe as a tre, that is planted by the water syde: which spredeth out the rote vnto moystnesse, whom the heate can not harme, when it commeth, but his leaues are grene. And though there growe but litle frute because off drouth, yet is he not carefull, but he neuer leaueth of to bringe forth frute.

But God sayde vnto him: Thou foole, this night shal they requyre thy soule from the, and whose shal it be that thou hast prepared?