My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise you with joyful lips:
Ecclesiastes 1:8 - King James 2000 All things are full of weariness; man cannot express it: the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 All things are full of labour; man cannot utter it: the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition All things are weary with toil and all words are feeble; man cannot utter it. The eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing. [Prov. 27:20.] American Standard Version (1901) All things are full of weariness; man cannot utter it: the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing. Common English Bible All words are tiring; no one is able to speak. The eye isn’t satisfied with seeing, neither is the ear filled up by hearing. Catholic Public Domain Version Such things are difficult; man is not able to explain them with words. The eye is not satisfied by seeing, nor is the ear fulfilled by hearing. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version All things are hard: man cannot explain them by word. The eye is not filled with seeing, neither is the ear filled with hearing. |
My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise you with joyful lips:
Sheol and destruction are never full; so the eyes of man are never satisfied.
All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full; unto the place from where the rivers come, there they return again.
Then I looked on all the works that my hands had made, and on the labor that I had expended on it: and, behold, all was vanity and like grasping the wind, and there was no profit under the sun.
For God gives to a man that is good in his sight wisdom, and knowledge, and joy: but to the sinner he gives the work of gathering and heaping up, only that he may give to him that is good before God. This also is vanity and grasping of the wind.
There is one alone, and there is not a second; yea, he has neither child nor brother: yet is there no end of all his labor; neither is his eye satisfied with riches; neither says he, For whom do I labor, and deprive my soul of good? This is also vanity, yea, it is a heavy travail.
All the labor of man is for his mouth, and yet the appetite is not filled.
You looked for much, and, lo, it came to little; and when you brought it home, I did blow it away. Why? says the LORD of hosts. Because of my house that is in ruins, and you run every man unto his own house.
Come unto me, all you that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
Blessed are they who do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.