2Both low and high, together rich and needy.
3My mouth speaketh wise things, And the meditations of my heart are things of understanding.
4I incline to a simile mine ear, I open with a harp my riddle:
5Why do I fear in days of evil? The iniquity of my supplanters doth compass me.
6Those trusting on their wealth, And in the multitude of their riches, Do shew themselves foolish.