For the living know that they shall die; but the ones having died do not know anything, and not to them is any more a reward, for their memory is forgotten.
For dying we die and are as water which is spilled on the ground, which cannot be gathered up. And God does not take a life, but has devised plans so that the outcast is not cast out from Him.
For there is not a memory of the wise ones more than with the fool forever, in that already the days to come will be forgotten. And how do the wise ones die above the fool?
It is better to go to the house of mourning than to go to the house of feasting; for it is the end of every man; and the living will lay it to his heart.
And this I saw, the wicked ones buried; and they came and went from the holy place, and were forgotten in the city, these things that they had done. This is also vanity.
For You are our Father, though Abraham does not know us, and Israel does not recognize us; You, Jehovah, are our Father, our Redeemer; Your name is from everlasting.