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Ecclesiastes 2:23 - King James 2000

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

And unto Adam he said, Because you have listened unto the voice of your wife, 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 sorrow shall you eat of it all the days of your life;


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


On that night the king could not sleep, and he commanded to be brought 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.


Yet man is born unto trouble, as the sparks fly upward.


It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he gives his beloved sleep.


For day and night your hand was heavy upon me: my strength is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.


Make us glad according to the days in which you have afflicted us, and the years in which we have seen evil.


And I gave my heart to seek and search out by wisdom concerning all things that are done under heaven: this severe burden has God given to the sons of man to be afflicted with.


For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increases knowledge increases sorrow.


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.


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 also he eats in darkness, and he has much sorrow and wrath with his sickness.


When I applied my heart to know wisdom, and to see the business that is done upon the earth: (for also there is one who 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 went from him.


Confirming the souls of the disciples, and exhorting them to continue in the faith, and that we must through much tribulation enter into the kingdom of God.


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