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Ecclesiastes 4:8 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

8 There is one who is alone, and he has neither son nor brother. There is no end to all of his labor, neither are his eyes satisfied with wealth. For whom then, do I labor, and deprive my soul of enjoyment? This also is vanity, yes, it is a miserable business.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 There is one alone, and there is not a second; yea, he hath neither child nor brother: yet is there no end of all his labour; neither is his eye satisfied with riches; neither saith he, For whom do I labour, and bereave my soul of good? This is also vanity, yea, it is a sore travail.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 Here is one alone–no one with him; he neither has child nor brother. Yet there is no end to all his labor, neither is his eye satisfied with riches, neither does he ask, For whom do I labor and deprive myself of good? This is also vanity (emptiness, falsity, and futility); yes, it is a painful effort and an unhappy business. [Prov. 27:20; I John 2:16.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 There is one that is alone, and he hath not a second; yea, he hath neither son nor brother; yet is there no end of all his labor, neither are his eyes satisfied with riches. For whom then, saith he, do I labor, and deprive my soul of good? This also is vanity, yea, it is a sore travail.

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Common English Bible

8 There are people who are utterly alone, with no companions, not even a child or a sibling. Yet they work hard without end, never satisfied with their wealth. So for whom am I working so hard and depriving myself of enjoyment? This too is pointless and a terrible obsession.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 He is one, and he does not have a second: no son, no brother. And yet he does not cease to labor, nor are his eyes satisfied with wealth, nor does he reflect, saying: "For whom do I labor and cheat my soul of good things?" In this, too, is emptiness and a most burdensome affliction.

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Ecclesiastes 4:8
21 Tagairtí Cros  

The LORD God said, *It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him a helper suitable for him.*


*Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn't know who shall gather.


Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.


She'ol and Avaddon are never satisfied; and a man's eyes are never satisfied.


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.


All things are full of weariness beyond uttering. The eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing.


For there is a man whose labor is with wisdom, with knowledge, and with skillfulness; yet he shall leave it for his portion to a man who has not labored for it. This also is vanity and a great evil.


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.


Then I returned and saw vanity under the sun.


He who loves silver shall not be satisfied with silver; nor he who loves abundance, with increase: this also is vanity.


Moreover the profit of the earth is for all. The king profits from the field.


Woe to those who join house to house, who lay field to field, until there is no room, and you are made to dwell alone in the midst of the land!


Why do you spend money for that which is not bread? and your labor for that which doesn't satisfy? listen diligently to me, and eat you that which is good, and let your soul delight itself in fatness.


*Come to me, all you who labor and are heavily burdened, and I will give you rest.


*But God said to him, 'You foolish one, tonight your soul is required of you. The things which you have prepared--whose will they be?'


For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, isn't the Father's, but is the world's.


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