16 And he spake a parable to them, saying, The farm of a certain rich man bore well:

17 And he calculated in himself, saying, What shall I do, for I have not where I shall collect together my fruits?

18 And he said, This will I do: I will pull down my stores, and build greater; and there will I collect all my produce and my good things.

19 And I will say to my soul, Soul, thou hast many good things laid up for many years; rest, eat, drink, be gladdened.

20 And God said to him, O foolish one, this night they require thy soul from thee: and what thou hast prepared, to whom shall it be?

21 So he treasuring up for himself, and not rich toward God.

Luke 12:16-21, Smith's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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