Yes, happier than the dead or the living seemed he who has not ever been, who has not seen the evil which is done under the sun.
Who are glad with great joy, and full of delight when they come to their last resting-place;
I have seen all the works which are done under the sun; all is to no purpose, and desire for wind.
So I was hating life, because everything under the sun was evil to me: all is to no purpose and desire for wind.
But it will be hard for women who are with child and for those with babies at the breast in those days.
And they will say to the mountains, Come down on us, and to the hills, Be a cover over us.