1(49) For the end, a Psalm for the sons of Core. Hear these words, all you° nations, listen, all you° that dwell upon the earth:
2both the sons of mean men, and sons of great men; the rich and poor man together.
3My mouth shall speak of wisdom; and the meditation of my heart shall bring forth understanding.
4I will incline my ear to a parable: I will open my riddle on the harp.
5Therefore should I fear in the evil day? the iniquity of my heel shall compass me.
6They that trust in their strength, and boast themselves in the multitude of their wealth—