God saw all that he had made, and it was very good indeed. Evening came and then morning: the sixth day.
Ecclesiastes 2:11 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised When I considered all that I had accomplished and what I had laboured to achieve, I found everything to be futile and a pursuit of the wind. , There was nothing to be gained under the sun. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do: and, behold, all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Then I looked on all that my hands had done and the labor I had spent in doing it, and behold, all was vanity and a striving after the wind and a feeding on it, and there was no profit under the sun. [Matt. 16:26.] American Standard Version (1901) Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labor that I had labored to do; and, behold, all was vanity and a striving after wind, and there was no profit under the sun. Common English Bible But when I surveyed all that my hands had done, and what I had worked so hard to achieve, I realized that it was pointless—a chasing after wind. Nothing is to be gained under the sun. Catholic Public Domain Version But when I turned myself toward all the works that my hands had made, and to the labors in which I had perspired to no purpose, I saw emptiness and affliction of the soul in all things, and that nothing is permanent under the sun. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version And when I turned myself to all the works which my hands had wrought, and to the labours wherein I had laboured in vain, I saw in all things vanity, and vexation of mind, and that nothing was lasting under the sun. |
God saw all that he had made, and it was very good indeed. Evening came and then morning: the sixth day.
Moses inspected all the work they had accomplished. They had done just as the Lord commanded. Then Moses blessed them.
I have seen all the things that are done under the sun and have found everything to be futile, a pursuit of the wind. ,
I applied my mind to know wisdom and knowledge, madness and folly; I learned that this too is a pursuit of the wind.
What does a person gain for all his efforts that he labours at under the sun?
The one who loves silver is never satisfied with silver, and whoever loves wealth is never satisfied with income. This too is futile.
This too is a sickening tragedy: exactly as he comes, so he will go. What does the one gain who struggles for the wind?
Is it not from the Lord of Armies that the peoples labour only to fuel the fire and countries exhaust themselves for nothing?