When I applied my heart to know wisdom, and to see the business that is done upon the earth (for also there is he who sees sleep with his eyes neither day nor night),

then I beheld all the work of God, that man cannot find out the work that is done under the sun. Because however much a man labors to seek it out, yet he shall not find it. Yea moreover, though a wise man thinks to know it, yet he

For all this I laid to my heart, even to explore all this, that the righteous, and the wise, and their works, are in the hand of God. No man understands, either love or hatred. All is before them.

All things come alike to all. There is one event to the righteous man and to the wicked man, to the good man and to the clean man and to the unclean man, to him who sacrifices and to him who does not sacrifice, as is the good man,

This is an evil in all that is done under the sun, that there is one event to all. Yea also, the heart of the sons of men is full of evil, and madness is in their heart while they live, and after that [they go] to the dead.

Because to him who is joined with all the living there is hope, for a living dog is better than a dead lion.

For the living know that they shall die, but the dead know not anything, nor have they any more a reward, for the memory of them is forgotten.

As well their love, as their hatred and their envy, has perished long ago, nor have they any more a portion forever in anything that is done under the sun.

Live joyfully with the wife whom thou love all the days of thy life of vanity, which he has given thee under the sun, all thy days of vanity. For that is thy portion in life, and in thy labor in which thou labor under the sun.

Whatever thy hand finds to do, do with thy might, for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in Sheol, where thou go.

I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favor to men of skill, but time and chance happens t

For man also does not know his time. As the fishes that are taken in an evil net, and as the birds that are caught in the snare, even so are the sons of men snared in an evil time when it falls suddenly upon them.

Now there was found in it a poor wise man. And he by his wisdom delivered the city, yet no man remembered that same poor man.

Then I said, Wisdom is better than strength. Nevertheless the poor man's wisdom is despised, and his words are not heard.

The words of the wise heard in quiet are better than the cry of him who rules among fools.

Wisdom is better than weapons of war, but one sinner destroys much good.

A wise man's heart is at his right hand, but a fool's heart at his left.

Yea also, when the fool walks by the way, his understanding fails him, and he says to everyone [that] he is a fool.

There is an evil which I have seen under the sun, as it were an error which proceeds from the ruler:

Folly is set in great dignity, and the rich sit in a low place.

He who hews out stones shall be hurt therewith, [and] he who splits wood is endangered thereby.

If the iron be blunt, and he does not whet the edge, then he must increase strength. But wisdom is advantageous to make right.

If the serpent bites before it is charmed, then is there no advantage in the charmer.

The words of a wise man's mouth are gracious, but the lips of a fool will swallow himself up.

The beginning of the words of his mouth is foolishness, and the end of his talk is mischievous madness.

Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, and thy rulers feast in the morning!

Happy are thou, O land, when thy king is the son of nobles, and thy rulers feast in due season, for strength, and not for drunkenness!

A feast is made for laughter, and wine makes glad the life, and money answers all things.

As thou know not what is the way of the wind, [nor] how the bones [grow] in the womb of her who is with child, even so thou know not the work of God who does all.

Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun.

Yea, if a man lives many years, let him rejoice in them all. But let him remember the days of darkness, for they shall be many. All that comes is vanity.

and the doors shall be shut in the street, when the sound of the grinding is low, and he shall rise up at the voice of a bird, and all the daughters of music shall be brought low,

before the silver cord is loosed, or the golden bowl is broken, or the pitcher is broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern,

and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.

Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher, all is vanity.

And further, because the Preacher was wise, he still taught the people knowledge. Yea, he pondered, and sought out, [and] set in order many proverbs.

The words of the wise are as goads, and as nails fastened [by] the masters of assemblies. They have been given from one shepherd.

And furthermore, my son, be admonished: of making many books there is no end, and much study is a weariness of the flesh.

[This is] the end of the matter, all has been heard: Fear God, and keep his commandments, for this is the whole of man.

The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, for thy love is better than wine.

Thine oils have a good fragrance. Thy name is oil poured forth. Therefore the virgins love thee.

I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

Tell me, O thou whom my soul loves, where thou feed [thy flock], where thou make [it] to rest at noon. For why should I be as she who is veiled beside the flocks of thy companions?

My beloved is to me a bundle of myrrh that lays between my breasts.

My beloved is to me a cluster of henna-flowers in the vineyards of En-gedi.

Behold, thou are fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant. Also our couch is green.

As a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.

As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand embraces me.

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart. Behold, he stands behind our wall. He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.

For, lo, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.

The flowers appear on the earth. The time of the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

O my dove, who are in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the steep place, let me see thy countenance; let me hear thy voice. For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vineyards. For our vineyards are in blossom.

My beloved is mine, and I am his. He feeds among the lilies.

Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?

Behold, it is the litter of Solomon. Sixty mighty men are around it, of the mighty men of Israel.

I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine. He feeds among the lilies.

Thou are fair, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, sublime as an army with banners.

Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats that lay along the side of Gilead.

Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing, of which every one has twins, and none is bereaved among them.

My dove, my undefiled, is [but] one. She is the only one of her mother. She is the choice one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed, [yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

Who is she who looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, sublime as an army with banners?

Return, return, O Shulammite, return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, as upon the dance of two armies?

Thy body is a round goblet, no mingled wine is wanting. Thy waist is a heap of wheat set about with lilies.

Thy neck is like the tower of ivory. Thine eyes, the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.

Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple. The king is held captive in the tresses.

This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to its clusters.

I said, I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of the branches of it. Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy breath like apples,

I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.

Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages.

Let us get up early to the vineyards. Let us see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give thee my love.

Oh that thou were as my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother! [When] I should find thee outside, I would kiss thee. Yes, and none would despise me.

Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I awoke thee. There thy mother was in travail with thee. There she who brought thee forth was in travail.

Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm. For love is strong as death, jealousy is cruel as Sheol. The flashes of it are flashes of fire, a most vehement flame.

If she is a wall, we will build upon her a turret of silver. And if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.

I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers. Then I was in his eyes as one who found peace.

My vineyard, which is mine, is before me. Thou, O Solomon, shall have the thousand, and those who keep the fruit of it, two hundred.

The vision of Isaiah the son of Amoz, which he saw concerning Judah and Jerusalem, in the days of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah.

Why will ye be still stricken, that ye revolt more and more? The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.

From the sole of the foot even to the head there is no soundness in it, [but] wounds, and bruises, and fresh stripes. They have not been closed nor bound up nor soothed with oil.

Your country is desolate. Your cities are burned with fire. Your land--strangers devour it in your presence, and it is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.

And the daughter of Zion is left as a booth in a vineyard, as a shed in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city.

Unless LORD of hosts had left to us a {seed (LXX/NT)}, we should have been as Sodom, we should have been like Gomorrah.

What to me is the multitude of your sacrifices? says LORD. I have had enough of the burnt-offerings of rams, and the fat of fed beasts. And I do not delight in the blood of bullocks or of lambs or of he-goats.

Bring no more vain oblations. Incense is an abomination to me. New moon and Sabbath, the calling of assemblies--I cannot bear iniquity and the solemn meeting.

Come now, and let us reason together, says LORD, though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow. Though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.

And I will restore thy judges as at the first, and thy counselors as at the beginning. Afterward thou shall be called the city of righteousness, a faithful town.

For ye shall be as an oak whose leaf fades, and as a garden that has no water.

And the strong shall be as flax, and his work as a spark. And they shall both burn together, and none shall quench them.

The word that Isaiah the son of Amoz saw concerning Judah and Jerusalem.

And many peoples shall go and say, Come ye, and let us go up to the mountain of LORD, to the house of the God of Jacob, and he will teach us of his ways, and we will walk in his paths. For out of Zion shall go forth the law, and th

O house of Jacob, come ye, and let us walk in the light of LORD.

And their land is full of silver and gold, neither is there any end of their treasures. Their land is also full of horses, neither is there any end of their chariots.

Their land is also full of idols. They worship the work of their own hands, that which their own fingers have made,

For there shall be a day of LORD of hosts upon all that is proud and haughty, and upon all that is lifted up, and it shall be brought low,

Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils, for how is he to be accounted of?

in that day he shall lift up [his voice], saying, I will not be a healer, for in my house is neither bread nor clothing. Ye shall not make me ruler of the people.

For Jerusalem is ruined, and Judah is fallen, because their tongue and their doings are against LORD, to provoke the eyes of his glory.