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Ecclesiastes 2:23 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

23 For all his days are sorrows, and his travail is grief; yes, even in the night his heart takes 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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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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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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Ecclesiastes 2:23
20 Tagairtí Cros  

To Adam he said, *Because you have listened to your wife's voice, and have eaten of the tree, of which I commanded you, saying, 'You shall not eat of it,' cursed is the ground for your sake. In toil you will eat of it all the days of your life.


Ya`akov said to Par`oh, *The days of the years of my pilgrimage are one hundred thirty years. Few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained to the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.*


On that night, the king couldn't sleep. He commanded the book of records of the chronicles to be brought, and they were read to the king.


*Man, who is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble.


but man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward.


It is vain for you to rise up early, to stay up late, eating the bread of toil; for he gives sleep to his loved ones.


For day and night your hand was heavy on me. My strength was sapped in the heat of summer. Selah.


Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us, for as many years as we have seen evil.


I applied my heart to seek and to search out by wisdom concerning all that is done under the sky. It is a heavy burden that God has given to the sons of men to be afflicted with.


For in much wisdom is much grief; and he who increases knowledge increases sorrow.


Then I looked at all the works that my hands had worked, and at the labor that I had labored to do; and behold, all was vanity and a chasing after wind, and there was no profit under the sun.


The sleep of a laboring man is sweet, whether he eats little or much; but the abundance of the rich will not allow him to sleep.


All his days he also eats in darkness, he is frustrated, and has sickness and wrath.


When I applied my heart to know wisdom, and to see the business that is done on the earth (for also there is that neither day nor night sees 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 talmidim, exhorting them to continue in the faith, and that through many afflictions we must enter into the Kingdom of God.


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