Ecclesiastes 6:5
Morouer, he seyth not the Sonne, and knoweth of no rest nether here ner there:
Morouer, he seyth not the Sonne, and knoweth of no rest nether here ner there:
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6Yee though he lyued two thousande yeares, yet hath he no good life. Come not all to one place?
7All the laboure that a man taketh, is for himself, and yet his desyre is neuer fylled after his mynde.
8For what hath the wyse more then the foole? What helpeth it the poore, that he knoweth to walke before the lyuynge?
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.
10What is more excellent then man? yet can he not in the lawe get the victory of him that is mightier the he:
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?
1There is yet a plage vnder ye Sonne, & it is a generall thinge amonge me:
2when God geueth a man riches, goodes & honoure, so that he wanteth nothinge of all that his herte can desyre: and yet God geueth him not leue to enioye the same, but another man spedeth them. This is a vayne thinge & a miserable plage.
3Yf a man begett an hundreth children, and lyue many yeares, so that his dayes are many in nombre, and yet can not enioye his good, nether be buried: as for him I saye, that an vntymely byrth is better then he.
4For he cometh to naught, & goeth his waye in to darcknes, and his name is forgotten.
2Wherfore I iudged those that are deed, to be more happie then soch as be alyue:
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.
21for so moch as a man shulde weery him self with wy?dome, with vnderstondinge and opportunite, and yet be fayne to leaue his labours vnto another, yt neuer swett for them. This is also a vayne thinge and a greate misery.
22For what getteth a ma of all ye labor & trauayle of his mynde, yt he taketh vnder the Sonne,
23but heuynesse, sorowe & disquyetnes all ye dayes of his life? In so moch that his herte can not rest in the night. Is not this also a vayne thinge?
14For oft times they perishe with his greate misery and trouble: and yf he haue a childe, it getteth nothinge.
15Like as he came naked out of his mothers wombe, so goeth he thither agayne, and carieth nothinge awaye with him of all his laboure.
16This is a miserable plage, yt he shal go awaye euen as he came. What helpeth it him then, yt he hath labored in the wynde?
17All the daies of his life also must he eate in the darcke, with greate carefulnesse, sicknesse & sorow.
5The Sone aryseth, the Sonne goeth downe, & returneth to his place, yt he maye there ryse vp agayne.
16When I applied my mynde to lerne wy?dome, and to knowe the trauayle that is in the worlde (and that of soch a fashion, yt I suffred not myne eyes to slepe nether daye ner night)
17I vnderstode of all ye workes of God, that it is not possible for a man, to attayne vnto ye workes that are done vnder ye Sonne: and though he bestowe his laboure to seke them out, yet can he not reach vnto the: yee though a wyse man wolde vndertake to knowe them, yet might he not fynde them.
3For what els hath a ma, of all the labor yt he taketh vnder the Sonne?
5for they that be lyuynge, knowe yt they shall dye: but they yt be deed, knowe nothinge, nether deserue they eny more. For their memoriall is forgotte,
6so yt they be nether loued, hated ner envyed: nether haue they eny more parte in ye worlde, in all yt is done vnder the Sonne.
7Morouer, I turned me, and beholde yet another vanite vnder the Sonne.
8There is one man, no mo but himself alone, hauynge nether childe ner brother: yet is there no ende of his carefull trauayle, his eyes can not be satisfied with riches, (yet doth he not remembre himself, & saye:) For whom do I take soch trauayle? For whose pleasure do I thus consume awaye my lyfe? This is also a vayne and miserable thinge.
19But whe he foloweth his fathers generacion, he shal neuer se light eny more.
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.
9as a cloude is cosumed and vanyshed awaye, euen so he that goeth downe to hell, commeth nomore vp,
10ner turneth agayne in to his house, nether shall his place knowe him eny more.
6Go from him, that he maye rest a litle: vntill his daye come, which he loketh for, like as an hyrelinge doth.
12but when man slepeth, he ryseth not agayne, vntill the heauen perish: he shal not wake vp ner ryse out of his slepe.
9So that the eye which sawe him before, getteth now no sight of him, & his place knoweth him nomore.
19When the rich man dyeth, he carieth nothinge with him: he is gone in ye twincklynge of an eye.
15And I perceaued, yt all men lyuynge vnder the Sonne, go wt the seconde childe, that commeth vp in the steade of the other.
16As for the people that haue bene before him, and that come after him, they are innumerable: yet is not their ioye the greater thorow him. This is also a vayne thinge and a vexacion of mynde.
20For he thinketh not moch how longe he shal lyue, for so moch as God fylleth his hert with gladnesse.
10For I haue oft sene ye vngodly brought to their graues, and fallen downe from the hye and glorious place: in so moch yt they were forgotten in the cite, where they were had in so hye & greate reputacion. This is also a vayne thinge.
19for who knoweth, whether he shalbe a wyse ma or a foole? And yet shal he be lorde of all my labours, which I with soch wy?dome haue taken vnder the Sonne. Is not this a vayne thinge?
12A labouringe man slepeth swetely, whether it be litle or moch that he eateth: but the abundaunce of the riche wil not suffre him to slepe.
16For the wyse are euer as litle in remembraunce as the foolish, and all the dayes for to come shalbe forgotten, yee the wyse man dyeth as well as ye foole.
17Thus begane I to be weery of my life, in so moch that I coude awaye with nothinge that is done vnder the Sonne, for all was but vanite & vexacion of mynde:
17There must the wicked ceasse from their tyranny, there soch as are ouerlaboured, be at rest:
7And why? a man knoweth not what is for to come, for who wyll tell him?
9The thinge yt hath bene, cometh to passe agayne: & ye thinge yt hath bene done, is done agayne, there is no new thinge vnder the Sonne.
6The light shalbe darcke in his dwellinge, & his candle shalbe put out with him.
29He shall not be rich, nether shall his substaunce continue, ner encrease vpon earth.