Ecclesiastes 12:1
Remembre thy maker in thy youth, or euer the dayes of aduersite come, and or the yeares drawe nye, when thou shalt saye: I haue no pleasure in them:
Remembre thy maker in thy youth, or euer the dayes of aduersite come, and or the yeares drawe nye, when thou shalt saye: I haue no pleasure in them:
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2before the Sonne, ye light, ye Moone and the starres be darckened, and or the cloudes turne agayne after the rayne:
7The light is swete, & a pleasaunt thinge is it for the eyes to loke vpon the Sonne.
8Yf a man lyue many yeares, and be glad in them all, let him remembre the dayes of darcknesse, which shalbe many: & when they come, all thinges shalbe but vanite.
9Be glad then (O thou yonge man) in thy youth, and lat thine hert be mery in thy yonge dayes: folowe the wayes of thine owne hert, and the lust of thine eyes: but be thou sure, that God shal bringe the in to iudgment for all these thinges.
10Pvt awaye displeasure out of yi hert, & remoue euell from thy body: for childehode and youth is but vanite.
5whan men shal feare in hye places, and be afrayed in the stretes: whan the Almonde tre shalbe despysed, the greshopper borne out, and whan greate pouerte shall breake in: when man goeth to his longe home, and the mourners go aboute the stretes.
6Or euer the syluer lace be taken awaye, and or the golden bende be broken: Or the pott be broken at the well, & the whele vpon the Cisterne:
7Or dust be turned againe vnto earth from whence it came, and or the sprete returne vnto God, which gaue it.
8All is but vanite (sayeth the preacher) all is but playne vanite.
12O teach vs to nombre oure dayes, that we maye applie oure hertes vnto wy?dome.
14Vse well the tyme of prosperite, and remembre the tyme of mysfortune: for God maketh the one by the other, so that a man can fynde nothinge els.
20For he thinketh not moch how longe he shal lyue, for so moch as God fylleth his hert with gladnesse.
10Saye not thou: What is the cause that ye dayes of ye olde tyme were better, then they yt be now? for that were no wyse question.
7Remembre the dayes that are past, considre the yeares of the generacions afore tyme. Axe thy father, he shall shewe the: thine elders, they shal tell the.
9Vse thy self to lyue ioyfully wt thy wife whom thou louest, all ye daies of thy life (which is but vayne) yt God hath geue the vnder the Sonne, all ye dayes of thy vanite: for yt is thy porcion in this life, of all thy labor & trauayle yt thou takest vnder the Sonne.
10What so euer thou takest in hande to do, that do with all thy power: for amoge the deed (where as thou goest vnto) there is nether worke, councell, knowlege ner wy?dome.
4As it stode wt me, whe I was welthy & had ynough: whe God prospered my house:
11The thinge yt is past, is out of remebraunce: Eue so the thiges that are for to come, shal no more be thought vpo amoge the that come after.
12So I perceaued, yt in these thinges there is nothinge better for a man, the to be mery & to do well so longe as he lyueth.
16Then shuldest thou forget thy misery, and thynke nomore vpon it, then vpon the waters that runne by.
17Then shulde thy life be as cleare as the noone daye, and sprynge forth as the mornynge.
17be nether to vnrightuous also ner to foolish, lest thou die before thy tyme.
12For who knoweth what is good for man lyuynge, in ye dayes of his vayne life, which is but a shadowe? Or, who wil tell a man, what shal happen after him vnder the Sonne?
1The sayde I thus in my hert: Now go to, I wil take myne ease & haue good dayes. But lo, that was vanite also:
12Who so listeth to lyue, & wolde fayne se good dayes.
15Comforte vs agayne, now after the tyme that thou hast plaged vs, and for the yeares wherin we haue suffred aduersite.
11Yee that thou mourne not at the last (when thou hast spent thy body and goodes)
47Sela. LORDE, how longe wilt thou hyde thy self? For euer? shal thy wrath burne like fyre?
5Are thy dayes as the dayes of man, and thy yeares as mans yeares?
7Oh remebre not ye synnes & offences of my youth, but acordinge vnto thy mercy thynke vpon me (O LORDE) for thy goodnesse.
27Lo, this is the matter, as we oure selues haue proued by experience. Therfore now that thou hearest it, take better hede to thy selff.
1My sonne, forget not my lawe, but se yt thine hert kepe my comaundemetes.
11Bewarre now therfore, that thou forget not the LORDE thy God, that thou woldest not kepe his commaundementes, and his ordinaunces, and lawes, which I commaunde the this daye:
12that (whan thou hast eaten & art fylled, and hast buylded goodly houses, & dwellest therin,
5Then remembred I the tymes of olde, & the yeares that were past.
24Yet wil I saye: O my God, take me not awaye in ye myddest of myne age: as for thy yeares, they endure thorow out all generacions.
43seinge thou remembrest not the dayes of thy youth, but hast prouoked me to wrath in all these thinges? Beholde therfore, I wil bringe thine owne wayes vpon thine heade, saieth the LORDE God: how be it, I neuer dyd vnto the, acordinge to thy wickednesse and all thy abhominacions.
5The Sone aryseth, the Sonne goeth downe, & returneth to his place, yt he maye there ryse vp agayne.
12Amonge olde personnes there is wy?dome, and amonge the aged is vnderstodinge.
18Let thy well be blessed, and be glad with the wife of thy youth.
11For thorow me yi dayes shalbe prolonged, and the yeares of thy life shal be many.
17forsaketh the hu?bande of hir youth, and forgetteth the couenaunt of hir God.
3Thou turnest man to destruccion, Agayne, thou sayest: come agayne ye children of men.
3yee him that is yet vnborne to be better at ease the they both, because he seith not the miserable workes that are done vnder the Sonne.
15Therfore I commende gladnesse, because a man hath no better thinge vnder the Sonne, then to eate and drynke, and to be mery: for that shal he haue of his laboure all the daies of his life, which God geueth him vnder the Sonne.+
27O how good is it for a man, to take the yock vpon him from his youth vp?
5Yet do I remebre the tymes past, I muse vpo all yi workes, yee I exercise my self in the workes of thy hondes.
1Every thinge hath a tyme, yee all that is vnder the heauen, hath is conuenient season.
2It is better to go in to an house of mournynge, then in to a bancket house. For there is the ende of all men, and he that is lyuinge, taketh it to herte.
11My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,