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There are no signs for us to see. There is no longer any prophet. And none of us knows how long this will last.

There He shattered the flaming arrows, the shield and sword and weapons of war. Selah

They have poured out their blood like water all around Jerusalem, and there is no one to bury the dead.

There must be no strange god among you, nor shall you bow to a foreign god.

O Lord, there is none like You among the gods, nor any works like Yours.

…to proclaim, “The LORD is upright; He is my Rock, and in Him there is no unrighteousness.”

There the ships pass, and Leviathan, which You formed to frolic there.

There the ships pass, and Leviathan, which You formed to frolic there.

Our fathers in Egypt did not grasp Your wonders or remember Your abundant kindness; but they rebelled by the sea, there at the Red Sea.

He humbled their hearts with hard labor; they stumbled, and there was no one to help.

He causes the hungry to settle there, that they may establish a city in which to dwell.

May there be no one to extend kindness to him, and no one to favor his fatherless children.

Direct me in the path of Your commandments, for there I find delight.

For there the thrones of judgment stand, the thrones of the house of David.

May there be peace within your walls, and prosperity inside your fortresses.”

But with You there is forgiveness, so that You may be feared.

There I will make a horn grow for David; I have prepared a lamp for My anointed one.

It is like the dew of Hermon falling on the mountains of Zion. For there the LORD has bestowed the blessing of life forevermore.

…they have ears, but cannot hear; nor is there breath in their mouths.

There on the willows we hung our harps,

…for there our captors requested a song; our tormentors demanded songs of joy: “Sing us a song of Zion.”

If I ascend to the heavens, You are there; if I make my bed in Sheol, You are there.

If I ascend to the heavens, You are there; if I make my bed in Sheol, You are there.

…even there Your hand will guide me; Your right hand will hold me fast.

See if there is any offensive way in me; lead me in the way everlasting.

Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.

Our oxen will bear great loads. There will be no breach in the walls, no going into captivity, and no cry of lament in our streets.

How long will you lie there, O slacker? When will you get up from your sleep?

There are six things that the LORD hates, seven that are detestable to Him:

When there were no watery depths, I was brought forth, when no springs were overflowing with water.

I was there when He established the heavens, when He inscribed a circle on the face of the deep,

But they do not know that the dead are there, that her guests are in the depths of Sheol.

When the righteous thrive, the city rejoices, and when the wicked perish, there are shouts of joy.

There is life in the path of righteousness, but another path leads to death.

Where there are no oxen, the manger is empty, but an abundant harvest comes through the strength of the ox.

There is a way that seems right to a man, but its end is the way of death.

There is profit in all labor, but mere talk leads only to poverty.

Better a dish of vegetables where there is love than a fattened ox with hatred.

When a king’s face brightens, there is life; his favor is like a rain cloud in spring.

There is a way that seems right to a man, but its end is the way of death.

A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who stays closer than a brother.

Discipline your son, for in that there is hope; do not be party to his death.

The slacker does not plow in season; at harvest time he looks, but nothing is there.

There is an abundance of gold and rubies, but lips of knowledge are a rare treasure.

There is no wisdom, no understanding, no counsel that can prevail against the LORD.

The slacker says, “There is a lion outside! I will be slain in the streets!”

For surely there is a future, and your hope will not be cut off.

Know therefore that wisdom is sweet to your soul. If you find it, there is a future for you, and your hope will never be cut off.

Do you see a man who is wise in his own eyes? There is more hope for a fool than for him.

When the righteous triumph, there is great glory, but when the wicked rise, men hide themselves.

If a wise man goes to court with a fool, there will be raving and laughing with no resolution.

Where there is no vision, the people cast off restraint; but blessed is he who keeps the Law.

Do you see a man who speaks in haste? There is more hope for a fool than for him.

There is a generation of those who curse their fathers and do not bless their mothers.

There is a generation of those who are pure in their own eyes and yet unwashed of their filth.

There is a generation—how haughty are their eyes and pretentious are their glances—

…there is a generation whose teeth are swords and whose jaws are knives, devouring the oppressed from the earth and the needy from among men.

The leech has two daughters: Give and Give. There are three things that are never satisfied, four that never say, ‘Enough!’:

There are three things too wonderful for me, four that I cannot understand:

There are three things that are stately in their stride, and four that are impressive in their walk:

All the rivers flow into the sea, yet the sea is never full; to the place from which the streams come, there again they flow.

What has been will be again, and what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.

Is there a case where one can say, “Look, this is new”? It has already existed in the ages before us.

There is no remembrance of those who came before, and those yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow after.

Yet when I considered all the works that my hands had accomplished and what I had toiled to achieve, I found everything to be futile, a pursuit of the wind; there was nothing to be gained under the sun.

For there is no lasting remembrance of the wise, just as with the fool, seeing that both will be forgotten in the days to come. Alas, the wise man will die just like the fool!

When there is a man who has labored with wisdom, knowledge, and skill, and he must give his portion to a man who has not worked for it, this too is futile and a great evil.

To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven:

I know that there is nothing better for them than to rejoice and do good while they live,

Furthermore, I saw under the sun that in the place of judgment there is wickedness, and in the place of righteousness there is wickedness.

Furthermore, I saw under the sun that in the place of judgment there is wickedness, and in the place of righteousness there is wickedness.

I said in my heart, “God will judge the righteous and the wicked, since there is a time for every activity and every deed.”

I have seen that there is nothing better for a man than to enjoy his work, because that is his lot. For who can bring him to see what will come after him?

Again I looked, and I considered all the oppression taking place under the sun. I saw the tears of the oppressed, and they had no comforter; the power lay in the hands of their oppressors, and there was no comforter.

There is a man all alone, without even a son or brother. And though there is no end to his labor, his eyes are still not content with his wealth: “For whom do I toil and bereave my soul of enjoyment?” This too is futile—a miserable task.

There is a man all alone, without even a son or brother. And though there is no end to his labor, his eyes are still not content with his wealth: “For whom do I toil and bereave my soul of enjoyment?” This too is futile—a miserable task.

There is no limit to all the people who were before them. Yet the successor will not be celebrated by those who come even later. This too is futile and a pursuit of the wind.

There is a grievous evil I have seen under the sun: wealth hoarded to the harm of its owner,

…or wealth lost in a failed venture, so when that man has a son there is nothing to pass on.

There is another evil I have seen under the sun, and it weighs heavily upon mankind:

Surely there is no righteous man on earth who does good and never sins.

For there is a right time and procedure to every purpose, though a man’s misery weighs heavily upon him.

All this I have seen, applying my mind to every deed that is done under the sun; there is a time when one man lords it over another to his own detriment.

There is a futility that is done on the earth: There are righteous men who get what the actions of the wicked deserve, and there are wicked men who get what the actions of the righteous deserve. I say that this too is futile.

There is a futility that is done on the earth: There are righteous men who get what the actions of the wicked deserve, and there are wicked men who get what the actions of the righteous deserve. I say that this too is futile.

There is a futility that is done on the earth: There are righteous men who get what the actions of the wicked deserve, and there are wicked men who get what the actions of the righteous deserve. I say that this too is futile.

So I commended the enjoyment of life, because there is nothing better for a man under the sun than to eat and drink and be merry. For this joy will accompany him in his labor during the days of his life that God gives him under the sun.

It is the same for all: There is a common fate for the righteous and the wicked, for the good and the bad, for the clean and the unclean, for the one who sacrifices and the one who does not. As it is for the good, so it is for the sinner; as it is for the one who makes a vow, so it is for the one who refuses to take a vow.

This is an evil in everything that is done under the sun: There is one fate for everyone. Furthermore, the hearts of men are full of evil and madness while they are alive, and afterward they join the dead.

There is hope, however, for anyone who is among the living; for even a live dog is better than a dead lion.

Whatever you find to do with your hands, do it with all your might, for in Sheol, where you are going, there is no work or planning or knowledge or wisdom.

There was a small city with few men. A mighty king came against it, surrounded it, and built large siege ramps against it.

There is an evil I have seen under the sun—an error that proceeds from the ruler:

If the snake bites before it is charmed, there is no profit for the charmer.

If the clouds are full, they will pour out rain upon the earth; whether a tree falls to the south or to the north, in the place where it falls, there it will lie.

And by these, my son, be further warned: There is no end to the making of many books, and much study wearies the body.

You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.

There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,

Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom—there I will give you my love.

Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? I roused you under the apple tree; there your mother conceived you; there she travailed and brought you forth.