The ground of a certain rich man brought forth plentifully: and he reasoned within himself, saying, What shall I do, because I have not where to store my fruits? And he said, This will I do: I will pull down my barns, and build greater; and there will I store all my grain and my goods. And I will say to my soul, Soul, you have much goods laid up for many years; take your ease, eat, drink, be merry. But God said to him, You foolish one, this night is your soul required of you; and the things which you have prepared, whose shall they be? So is he that lays up treasure for himself, and is not rich toward God.