Who's the richest person an earth?

Answer 1

The Queen of England

After her is Bill Gates.

Bill gates might drop some more b/c of his generous deeds.

Go Gates!

Queen you should donate. And give back.

Answer 2

The Top Ten
William Gates
Warren Buffett
Carlos Slim Helú
Ingvar Kamprad
Lakshmi Mittal
Paul Allen
Bernard Arnault
Prince Alwaleed
Kenneth Thomson
Li Ka-shing

Answer 3

I'm not totally sure, but I believe one of the Saudi Arabian princes is considered to have the largest net worth on earth. Middle Eastern countries rich in oil, such as the United Arab Emirates (UAE), Saudi Arabia, Kuwait, etc...have the highest concentrations of obscenely wealthy people in the world, with one of their royal princes topping the list!

Answer 4

The Sultan of Brunai perhaps (or however the heck it's spelled)...not sure that Gates has passed him yet. I don't know though...it depresses me sometimes to think how much money these people have that I will never get anywhere near there in my life.

Answer 5

I think it's Bill Gates or Warren Buffett.

Answer 6

Billy G

Answer 7

Bill Gates I think??

Answer 8

yup it'll be bill gates,he's the 1

Answer 9

i think it just happens to be Bill Gates

Answer 10

The Richest Man in the Valley


A Norwegian farmer stood on the porch of his fine old home gazing out over his broad acres. Never had he feasted his eyes on scenery that appeared so beautiful to him as his own land looked on this fair summer's day. "All this is mine!" he exclaimed.

However, he was really poor, because, having neglected the needs of his immortal soul, he was "not rich toward God." (Luke 12:21.) As he stood gloating over his land, a servant appeared with his riding horse. He jumped into the saddle and galloped away.

Up the lane a little distance old Hans, the farm hand, was working. Hans had just unpacked his lunch. He removed his hat, and with folded hands, was returning thanks to the Giver of all good gifts when he heard his employer's voice: "Hans, how are you today?"

"Oh, is it you, sir?" responded the old man, looking up. "I did not hear you coming. I have grown somewhat deaf lately and my sight is failing too."


"But you look very happy, Hans."

"Happy? Yes, indeed, I am happy! I have many reasons to be. My heavenly Father gives me raiment and daily bread. I have a roof over my head, and a good bed to sleep in. That is more than my precious Saviour had while He sojourned here below. I was just thanking God for all His mercies when you appeared."

The landlord glanced at Hans' meager lunch - a few slices of bread and a piece of fried pork. "And that is the kind of food you are thanking God for! I would feel quite deprived if that were all I had for dinner."

"Would you?" asked Hans wonderingly. "But perhaps you do not know what I have that adds sweetness to everything God gives me. It is the inward presence of Christ my Saviour! May I tell you a dream I had last night, sir?"

"Of course, Hans; tell your dream; I'd like to hear it."

"As I was falling asleep my mind was taken up with the happy land above and the many mansions prepared for those who truly love the Lord. Suddenly I felt myself transferred to the heavenly portals. They were wide open, so I could look into the blessed city. Oh, sir, the glory and beauty I saw no tongue could describe! Of course it was just a dream; but there was one thing I particularly want to tell you."


The landlord began to look uneasy, but Hans, not noticing, continued: "I heard a voice saying, `The richest man in the valley will die tonight.' Then I woke up.

"Sir, those solemn words were spoken so plainly, I have not since been able to forget them. I feel I ought to tell you. Perhaps it is a warning."

The landlord's face turned pale, but he tried to hide the fears that rushed in upon him. "Nonsense!" he cried. "You may believe in dreams, but I do not. Good-by."

He galloped away in great haste. Old Hans, looking after him, prayed, "O Lord, have mercy on his soul, if he is to die so soon."

A couple of hours later the farmer arrived home. Hurrying into the parlor, lie threw himself down on the sofa, feeling quite exhausted.

"What a fool I am for letting the silly talk of an ignorant old man disturb me! The richest man in the valley! Of course that is myself. But the idea of my dying tonight! I never have been so well in my life. At least, this morning I felt fine; but right now I do have a peculiar headache, and my heart does not seem to beat normally. Perhaps I should send for the doctor."


Toward the evening the doctor came. The farmer was somewhat feverish on account of his agitation but was at a loss to explain his disability.

The doctor lingered for several hours, endeavoring to drive away the farmer's gloomy thoughts. It was nearing ten o'clock when he decided to leave. Just then the doorbell rang.

"Who can be calling at this time of night?" the farmer inquired anxiously.

"Sorry to disturb you, sir. Just came to tell you that old Hans died suddenly this evening, and to ask if you will please make arrangements for the funeral."

So the old man's dream had come true! It was not the possessor of broad and fertile acres, but his poor servant who was "the richest man in the valley." His ransomed soul had gone "sweeping through the gates, washed in the blood of the Lamb."

How is it with you, dear reader? Are you rich toward God as Hans was? Is his Saviour yours?

"For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?" Matt. 16:26.

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