He gave also their increase unto the caterpillar, And their labor unto the locust.

The days of our years are threescore years and ten, Or even by reason of strength fourscore years; Yet is their pride but labor and sorrow; For it is soon gone, and we fly away.

Man goeth forth unto his work And to his labor until the evening.

And he gave them the lands of the nations; And they took the labor of the peoples in possession:

Therefore he brought down their heart with labor; They fell down, and there was none to help.

Let the extortioner catch all that he hath; And let strangers make spoil of his labor.

Except Jehovah build the house, They labor in vain that build it: Except Jehovah keep the city, The watchman waketh but in vain.

For thou shalt eat the labor of thy hands: Happy shalt thou be, and it shall be well with thee.