Ecclesiastes 12:6
Or 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:
Or 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:
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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.
1Remembre 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:
2before the Sonne, ye light, ye Moone and the starres be darckened, and or the cloudes turne agayne after the rayne:
3when the kepers of the house shall tremble, and when the stronge men shal bowe them selues: when the Myllers stonde still because they be so fewe, and when the sight of the wyndowes shal waxe dymme:
4whan the dores in the stretes shal be shutt, and whan ye voyce of the Myller shall be layed downe: whan men shall ryse vp at the voyce of the byrde, and whan all ye doughters of musyck shalbe brought lowe:
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.
7Their iudges stoble at the stone, yet heare they my wordes, yt they be ioyfull.
10But as for man, when he is deed, perished and consumed awaye, what becommeth of him?
11The floudes when they be dryed vp, & the ryuers when they be emptie, are fylled agayne thorow the flowinge waters of the see:
12but when man slepeth, he ryseth not agayne, vntill the heauen perish: he shal not wake vp ner ryse out of his slepe.
11My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,
11A vayne thinge is it to cast out many wordes, but what hath a man els?
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?
14And youre destruction shalbe like as an erthe pot, which breaketh no man touchinge it, yee and breaketh so sore, that a man shal not fynde a sheuer of it to fetch fyre in, or to take water with all out of the pyt.
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.
14Yf he breake downe a thinge, who can set it vp agayne? Yf he shutt a thinge, who wil open it?
15Beholde, yf he witholde the waters, they drye vp: Yf he let the go, they destroye the earth.
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.
20They go all vnto one place, for as they be all of dust, so shal they all turne vnto dust againe.
15All flesh shal come together vnto naught, & all me shal turne agayne vnto earth.
12No: but (or euer it be shot forth, and or euer it be gathered) it wythereth, before eny other herbe.
12Amonge olde personnes there is wy?dome, and amonge the aged is vnderstodinge.
6A tyme to wynne, and a tyme to lese: A tyme to spare, and a tyme to spende:
21and be taken awaye so clene, that none of the shall remayne, but be deed, or euer they be awarre off it.
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.
12For a man knoweth not his tyme, but like as the fyshe are take with the angle, and as the byrdes are catched wt the snare: Eue so are men taken in the perilous tyme, when it commeth sodenly vpon them.
16All that I haue, shall go downe in to the pytt, & lye with me in the dust.
17be nether to vnrightuous also ner to foolish, lest thou die before thy tyme.
6Yee though he lyued two thousande yeares, yet hath he no good life. Come not all to one place?
11Yee that thou mourne not at the last (when thou hast spent thy body and goodes)
9The sight of the eyes is better, then that the soule shulde so departe awaye. Howbeit this is also a vayne thinge and a disquietnesse of mynde.
33All maner of earthen vessell that eny soch carcase falleth in to, shal all be vncleane that therin is, & ye shal breake it.
22The let myne arme fall fro my shulder, & myne arme holes be broken from the ioyntes.
12Is my strength the strength of stones? Or, is my flesh made of brasse?
5Godlynesse is a light despysed in ye hertes of the rich, & is set for them to stomble vpon.
14For we all dye the death, and as the water that sinketh in to the earth, which is not taken vp. And God will not take awaye the lyfe, but vnbethynketh himselfe, yt euen the very outlawe be not cleane thrust out from him.
22His soule draweth on to destruccion, & his life to death.
19How moch more the shal they (that dwell in houses of claye, whose foundacion is but earth) be moth eaten?
6The water portes shal be opened, and the kinges palace shall fall.
15Therfore shal his destruccion come hastely vpo him, sodenly shal he be all tobroken, and not be healed.
26Thou shalt come to thy graue in a fayre age, like as ye corne sheeues are brought in to the barne in due season.
15Drinke of the water of thine owne well, and of the ryuers that runne out of thine owne spriges.
16Let yi welles flowe out a brode, that there maye be ryuers of water in the stretes.
10All the poundes of Egipte, all the policie of their Moates & diches shal come to naught.
17The sede shal perish in the grounde, the garners shall lye waist, the floores shalbe broken downe, for the corne shalbe destroied.
2All is but vanite (saieth ye preacher) all is but playne vanite.
22yet the nombre of my yeares are come, & I must go the waye, from whence I shal not turne agayne.