ECB(i)
17 and he reasons within himself, wording, What do I? - because I have no room to gather my fruits.
18 And he says, I do this: I pull down my granaries and build greater; and there gather all my produce and my goods:
19 and say to my soul, Soul, you have vast goods laid for many years; Rest! Eat! Drink! Rejoice!
20 And Elohim says to him, Thoughtless! This night your soul is required of you: so whose are those that you prepared?