Chapter 4
1 Again
I considered all the oppressions that take place under the sun: the tears of
the victims with none to comfort them! From the hand of their oppressors comes
violence, and there is none to comfort them! 2 And
those now dead, I declared more fortunate in death than are the living to be
still alive. 3 And better off than both is the
yet unborn, who has not seen the wicked work that is done under the sun. 4 Then I saw that all toil and skilful work is the
rivalry of one man for another. This also is vanity and a chase after wind.
5 "The
fool folds his arms
and consumes his own flesh"
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6 Better
is one handful with tranquillity
than two with toil and a chase
after wind!
7 Again
I found this vanity under the sun: 8 a solitary
man with no companion; with neither son nor brother. Yet there is no end to all
his toil, and riches do not satisfy his greed. "For whom do I toil and
deprive myself of good things?" This also is vanity and a worthless task.
9 Two
are better than one: they get a good wage for their labor. 10 If the one falls, the other will lift up his
companion. Woe to the solitary man! For if he should fall, he has no one to
lift him up. 11 So also, if two sleep together,
they keep each other warm. How can one alone keep warm? 12 Where a lone man may be overcome, two together can resist. A
three-ply cord is not easily broken.
13
Better is a poor but wise youth than
an old but foolish king
who no longer knows caution; 14 for from a prison house one comes forth to rule,
since even in his royalty he was poor at birth. 15
Then I saw all those who are to live and move about under the sun with the heir
apparent who will succeed to his place. 16 There
is no end to all these people, to all over whom he takes precedence; yet the later
generations will not applaud him. This also is vanity and a chase after wind.
17
Guard your step when you go to the house of God. Let your approach be
obedience, rather than the fools' offering of sacrifice; for they know not how
to keep from doing evil.
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