New American Standard Bible

Psalm 49

The Folly of Trusting in Riches.

For the choir director. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.

1Hear this, all peoples;
Give ear, all inhabitants of the world,
Both low and high,
Rich and poor together.
My mouth will speak wisdom,
And the meditation of my heart will be understanding.
I will incline my ear to a proverb;
I will [a]express my riddle on the harp.

Why should I fear in days of adversity,
When the iniquity of my [b]foes surrounds me,
Even those who trust in their wealth
And boast in the abundance of their riches?
No man can by any means redeem his brother
Or give to God a ransom for him—
For the redemption of [c]his soul is costly,
And he should cease trying forever—
That he should live on eternally,
That he should not [d]undergo decay.

10 For he sees that even wise men die;
The stupid and the senseless alike perish
And leave their wealth to others.
11 Their [e]inner thought is that their houses are forever
And their dwelling places to all generations;
They have called their lands after their own names.
12 But man in his [f]pomp will not endure;
He is like the [g]beasts that [h]perish.

13 This is the way of those who are foolish,
And of those after them who approve their words. [i]Selah.
14 As sheep they are appointed for [j]Sheol;
Death shall be their shepherd;
And the upright shall rule over them in the morning,
And their form shall be for [k]Sheol to consume
[l]So that they have no habitation.
15 But God will redeem my soul from the [m]power of [n]Sheol,
For He will receive me. Selah.

16 Do not be afraid when a man becomes rich,
When the [o]glory of his house is increased;
17 For when he dies he will carry nothing away;
His [p]glory will not descend after him.
18 Though while he lives he congratulates [q]himself—
And though men praise you when you do well for yourself—
19 [r]He shall go to the generation of his fathers;
They will never see the light.
20 Man in his [s]pomp, yet without understanding,
Is like the [t]beasts that [u]perish.

Notas al pie

  1. Psalm 49:4 Lit open up
  2. Psalm 49:5 Lit supplanters
  3. Psalm 49:8 Lit their
  4. Psalm 49:9 Or see corruption or the pit
  5. Psalm 49:11 Some versions read graves are their houses
  6. Psalm 49:12 Lit honor
  7. Psalm 49:12 Or animals
  8. Psalm 49:12 Lit are destroyed
  9. Psalm 49:13 Selah may mean: Pause, Crescendo or Musical interlude
  10. Psalm 49:14 I.e. the nether world
  11. Psalm 49:14 I.e. the nether world
  12. Psalm 49:14 Lit Away from his habitation
  13. Psalm 49:15 Lit hand
  14. Psalm 49:15 I.e. the nether world
  15. Psalm 49:16 Or wealth
  16. Psalm 49:17 Or wealth
  17. Psalm 49:18 Lit his soul
  18. Psalm 49:19 Lit You; or It
  19. Psalm 49:20 Lit honor
  20. Psalm 49:20 Or animals
  21. Psalm 49:20 Lit are destroyed

The Message

Psalm 49

A Psalm of the Sons of Korah

11-2 Listen, everyone, listen—
    earth-dwellers, don’t miss this.
All you haves
    and have-nots,
All together now: listen.

3-4 I set plainspoken wisdom before you,
    my heart-seasoned understandings of life.
I fine-tuned my ear to the sayings of the wise,
    I solve life’s riddle with the help of a harp.

5-6 So why should I fear in bad times,
    hemmed in by enemy malice,
Shoved around by bullies,
    demeaned by the arrogant rich?

7-9 Really! There’s no such thing as self-rescue,
    pulling yourself up by your bootstraps.
The cost of rescue is beyond our means,
    and even then it doesn’t guarantee
Life forever, or insurance
    against the Black Hole.

10-11 Anyone can see that the brightest and best die,
    wiped out right along with fools and dunces.
They leave all their prowess behind,
    move into their new home, The Coffin,
The cemetery their permanent address.
    And to think they named counties after themselves!

12 We aren’t immortal. We don’t last long.
    Like our dogs, we age and weaken. And die.

13-15 This is what happens to those who live for the moment,
    who only look out for themselves:
Death herds them like sheep straight to hell;
    they disappear down the gullet of the grave;
They waste away to nothing—
    nothing left but a marker in a cemetery.
But me? God snatches me from the clutch of death,
    he reaches down and grabs me.

16-19 So don’t be impressed with those who get rich
    and pile up fame and fortune.
They can’t take it with them;
    fame and fortune all get left behind.
Just when they think they’ve arrived
    and folks praise them because they’ve made good,
They enter the family burial plot
    where they’ll never see sunshine again.

20 We aren’t immortal. We don’t last long.
    Like our dogs, we age and weaken. And die.