Ecclesiastes 2:17

Toil Is Meaningless

17 So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. All of it is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.

Read Ecclesiastes 2:17 Using Other Translations

Therefore I hated life; because the work that is wrought under the sun is grievous unto me: for all is vanity and vexation of spirit.
So I hated life, because what is done under the sun was grievous to me, for all is vanity and a striving after wind.
So I came to hate life because everything done here under the sun is so troubling. Everything is meaningless—like chasing the wind.
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