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Ecclesiastes 2:23 - American Standard Version (1901)

23 For all his days are but sorrows, and his travail is grief; yea, even in the night his heart taketh no rest. This also is vanity.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

23 For all his days are sorrows, and his travail grief; yea, his heart taketh not rest in the night. This is also vanity.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

23 For all his days are but pain and sorrow, and his work is a vexation and grief; his mind takes no rest even at night. This is also vanity (emptiness, falsity, and futility)!

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Common English Bible

23 All their days are pain, and their work is aggravation; even at night, their hearts don’t find rest. This too is pointless.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

23 All his days have been filled with sorrows and hardships; neither does he rest his mind, even in the night. And is this not emptiness?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

23 All his days axe full of sorrows and miseries, even in the night he doth not rest in mind: and is not this vanity?

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English Standard Version 2016

23 For all his days are full of sorrow, and his work is a vexation. Even in the night his heart does not rest. This also is vanity.

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Ecclesiastes 2:23
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And unto Adam he said, Because thou hast hearkened unto the voice of thy wife, and hast eaten of the tree, of which I commanded thee, saying, Thou shalt not eat of it: cursed is the ground for thy sake; in toil shalt thou eat of it all the days of thy life;


And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are a hundred and thirty years: few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.


On that night could not the king sleep; and he commanded to bring the book of records of the chronicles, and they were read before the king.


Man, that is born of a woman, Is of few days, and full of trouble.


But man is born unto trouble, As the sparks fly upward.


It is vain for you to rise up early, To take rest late, To eat the bread of toil; For so he giveth unto his beloved sleep.


For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture was changed as with the drought of summer. [Selah


Make us glad according to the days wherein thou hast afflicted us, And the years wherein we have seen evil.


And I applied my heart to seek and to search out by wisdom concerning all that is done under heaven: it is a sore travail that God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised therewith.


For in much wisdom is much grief; and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.


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.


The sleep of a laboring man is sweet, whether he eat little or much; but the fulness of the rich will not suffer him to sleep.


All his days also he eateth in darkness, and he is sore vexed, and hath sickness and wrath.


When I applied my heart to know wisdom, and to see the business that is done upon the earth (for also there is that neither day nor night seeth sleep with his eyes),


Then the king went to his palace, and passed the night fasting; neither were instruments of music brought before him: and his sleep fled from him.


confirming the souls of the disciples, exhorting them to continue in the faith, and that through many tribulations we must enter into the kingdom of God.


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