3 both low and high, rich and poor together.
4 My mouth speaks wisdom, My heart’s meditation is understanding.
5 I will turn my ear to a proverb. I will utter my riddle on the harp:
6 Why should I fear in evil days? when the iniquity of my deceivers surrounds me?
7 Or those trusting in their wealth, boasting about their great riches?
8 No man can redeem his brother, or give to God a ransom for him.
9 For the redemption of a soul is costly— so, one should stop trying forever.