Coverdale(i)
13 But one of the people sayde vnto him: Master, byd my brother deuyde the enheritaunce with me.
14 Neuertheles he sayde vnto him: Man, who hath set me to be a iudge or heretage parter ouer you?
15 And he sayde vnto them: Take hede, and bewarre of couetousnesse, for no man lyueth therof, that he hath abundaunce of goodes.
16 And he tolde them a symilitude, and sayde: There was a riche man, whose felde had brought forth frutes plenteously,
17 and he thought in himself, and sayde: What shal I do? I haue nothinge wher in to gather my frutes.
18 And he sayde: This wil I do, I wil breake downe my barnes, & buylde greater, and therin wil I gather all myne increace, & my goodes,
19 & wil saye vnto my soule: Soule, thou hast moch goodes layed vp in stoare for many yeares, take now thine ease, eate, drinke, and be mery.
20 But God sayde vnto him: Thou foole, this night shal they requyre thy soule from the, and whose shal it be that thou hast prepared?
21 Thus goeth it with him yt gathereth treasure for himself, and is not riche in God.