Ecclesiastes 6:6
Yee though he lyued two thousande yeares, yet hath he no good life. Come not all to one place?
Yee though he lyued two thousande yeares, yet hath he no good life. Come not all to one place?
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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.
5Morouer, he seyth not the Sonne, and knoweth of no rest nether here ner there:
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?
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?
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.
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.
18Therfore me thinke it a better and a fayrer thinge, a man to eate and drynke, and to be refreshed of all his laboure, yt he taketh vnder the Sonne all the dayes of his life which God geueth him, for this is his porcion.
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.
3Amonge all thinges yt come to passe vnder the Sonne, this is a misery, that it happeneth vnto all alyke. This is the cause also that the hertes of men are full of wickednesse, & madd foolishnesse is in their hertes as longe as they lyue, vntill they dye.
19for it happeneth vnto men as it doth vnto beastes, & as the one dyeth, so dyeth ye other: yee they haue both one maner of breth, so yt (in this) a man hath no preemynence aboue a beest, but all are subdued vnto vanite.
20They go all vnto one place, for as they be all of dust, so shal they all turne vnto dust againe.
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:
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.
3For what els hath a ma, of all the labor yt he taketh vnder the Sonne?
4One generacio passeth awaye, another commeth, but the earth abydeth still.
15These ij. thiges also haue I cosidred in ye tyme of vanite: yt the iust man perisheth for his rightuousnes sake, & the vngodly liueth in his wickednesse.
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?
48O remembre how shorte my tyme is, hast thou made all men for naught?
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.
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.
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.
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.
9Yee though he lyue loge, & se not ye graue.
14Maye a deed man lyue agayne? All the dayes of this my pilgremage am I lokynge, when my chaunginge shal come.
6For euery thinge wil haue opportunite and iudgment, and this is the thinge that maketh men full of carefulnes & sorowe.
7And why? a man knoweth not what is for to come, for who wyll tell him?
21For whath careth he, what become of his housholde after his death? whose monethes passe awaye swifter then an arowe.
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.
19But whe he foloweth his fathers generacion, he shal neuer se light eny more.
21(Which longe for death, and it commeth not: for yf they might fynde their graue,
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.
20For he thinketh not moch how longe he shal lyue, for so moch as God fylleth his hert with gladnesse.
6Beholde, thou hast made my dayes a spanne longe, and my life is as it were nothinge before the. O how vayne are all men lyuynge?
22Wherfore I perceaue, yt there is nothyinge better for a man, then to be ioyfull in his laboure, for that is his porcion. But who wil brynge him to se the thinge, that shal come after him?
10But as for man, when he is deed, perished and consumed awaye, what becommeth of him?
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.
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?