Behold, this have I found, saith the preacher, counting one by one, to find out the account:
I the Preacher was king over Israel in Jerusalem.
And I find more bitter than death the woman, whose heart is snares and nets, and her hands as bands: whoso pleaseth Elohim shall escape from her; but the sinner shall be taken by her.
Which yet my soul seeketh, but I find not: one man among a thousand have I found; but a woman among all those have I not found.