The Lantern

Ecclesiastes1

Everything Is Futile

The words of Qohelet son of David, king in Jerusalem.

Breath of breaths, said Qohelet; breath of breaths — everything is breath.

What profit is there for a man in all his labor that he labors under the sun?

A generation goes and a generation comes, but the earth stands forever.

And the sun rises and the sun goes in, and to its place it pants — there it rises.

Going to the south and turning to the north, turning, turning, the wind goes, and on its rounds the wind returns.

All the streams go to the sea, and the sea is not full; to the place where the streams go, there they return to go.

All the words are wearisome; a man is not able to speak. The eye is not satisfied with seeing, and the ear is not filled with hearing.

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

Is there a thing of which one says, “See this — it is new”? It has already been in the ages that were before us.

There is no remembrance of the former ones, and also of the latter ones who will be there will be no remembrance with those who will be at the last.

With Wisdom Comes Sorrow

I, Qohelet, was king over Israel in Jerusalem.

And I gave my heart to seek and to search out by wisdom concerning all that is done under the heavens. It is an evil business God has given to the sons of man to be busied with.

I have seen all the deeds that are done under the sun, and see — everything is breath and chasing after wind.

What is twisted cannot be made straight, and what is lacking cannot be counted.

I spoke with my heart, saying, “I — see, I have made great and added wisdom above all who were before me over Jerusalem, and my heart has seen much wisdom and knowledge.”

And I gave my heart to know wisdom and to know madness and folly. I knew that this also is a striving after wind.

For in much wisdom is much vexation, and one who adds knowledge adds pain.