17and he thought in himsilfe sayinge: what shall I do? because I have noo roume where to bestowe my frutes?
18And he sayde: This will I do. I will destroye my barnes and bilde greater and therin will I gadder all my frutes and my goodes:
19and I will saye to my soule: Soule thou hast moch goodes layde vp in stoore for many yeares take thyne ease: eate drinke and be mery.
20But God sayde vnto him: Thou fole this night will they fetche awaye thy soule agayne from the. Then whose shall thoose thinges be which thou hast provyded?
21So is it with him that gadereth ryches and is not ryche in God.