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For all this I considered in my heart even to declare all this, that the righteous, and the wise, and their works, are in the hand of God: no man knoweth either love or hatred
by
all
that is
before them.
2
All
things come
alike to all:
there is
one event to the righteous, and to the wicked; to the good and to the clean, and to the unclean; to him that sacrificeth, and to him that sacrificeth not: as
is
the good, so
is
the sinner;
and
he that sweareth, as
he
that feareth an oath.
3
This
is
an evil among all
things
that are done under the sun, that
there is
one event unto 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.
4
For to him that is joined to all the living there is hope: for a living dog is better than a dead lion.
5
For the living know that they shall die: but the dead know not any thing, neither have they any more a reward; for the memory of them is forgotten.
6
Also their love, and their hatred, and their envy, is now perished; neither have they any more a portion for ever in any
thing
that is done under the sun.
7
Go thy way, eat thy bread with joy, and drink thy wine with a merry heart; for God now accepteth thy works.
8
Let thy garments be always white; and let thy head lack no ointment.
9
Live joyfully with the wife whom thou lovest all the days of the life of thy vanity, which he hath given thee under the sun, all the days of thy vanity: for that
is
thy portion in
this
life, and in thy labour which thou takest under the sun.
10
Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do
it
with thy might; for
there is
no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave, whither thou goest.
11
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 favour to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all.
12
For man also knoweth not his time: as the fishes that are taken in an evil net, and as the birds that are caught in the snare; so
are
the sons of men snared in an evil time, when it falleth suddenly upon them.
13
This wisdom have I seen also under the sun, and it
seemed
great unto me:
14
There was
a little city, and few men within it; and there came a great king against it, and besieged it, and built great bulwarks against it:
15
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.
16
Then said I, Wisdom
is
better than strength: nevertheless the poor man’s wisdom
is
despised, and his words are not heard.
17
The words of wise
men are
heard in quiet more than the cry of him that ruleth among fools.
18
Wisdom
is
better than weapons of war: but one sinner destroyeth much good.
10
Dead flies cause the ointment of the apothecary to send forth a stinking savour:
so doth
a little folly him that is in reputation for wisdom
and
honour.
2
A wise man’s heart
is
at his right hand; but a fool’s heart at his left.
3
Yea also, when he that is a fool walketh by the way, his wisdom faileth
him,
and he saith to every one
that
he
is
a fool.
4
If the spirit of the ruler rise up against thee, leave not thy place; for yielding pacifieth great offences.
5
There is an evil
which
I have seen under the sun, as an error
which
proceedeth from the ruler:
6
Folly is set in great dignity, and the rich sit in low place.
7
I have seen servants upon horses, and princes walking as servants upon the earth.
8
He that diggeth a pit shall fall into it; and whoso breaketh an hedge, a serpent shall bite him.
9
Whoso removeth stones shall be hurt therewith;
and
he that cleaveth wood shall be endangered thereby.
10
If the iron be blunt, and he do not whet the edge, then must he put to more strength: but wisdom
is
profitable to direct.
11
Surely the serpent will bite without enchantment; and a babbler is no better.
12
The words of a wise man’s mouth
are
gracious; but the lips of a fool will swallow up himself.
13
The beginning of the words of his mouth
is
foolishness: and the end of his talk
is
mischievous madness.
14
A fool also is full of words: a man cannot tell what shall be; and what shall be after him, who can tell him?
15
The labour of the foolish wearieth every one of them, because he knoweth not how to go to the city.
16
Woe to thee, O land, when thy king
is
a child, and thy princes eat in the morning!
17
Blessed
art
thou, O land, when thy king
is
the son of nobles, and thy princes eat in due season, for strength, and not for drunkenness!
18
By much slothfulness the building decayeth; and through idleness of the hands the house droppeth through.
19
A feast is made for laughter, and wine maketh merry: but money answereth all
things.
20
Curse not the king, no not in thy thought; and curse not the rich in thy bedchamber: for a bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter.
11
Cast thy bread upon the waters: for thou shalt find it after many days.
2
Give a portion to seven, and also to eight; for thou knowest not what evil shall be upon the earth.
3
If the clouds be full of rain, they empty
themselves
upon the earth: and if the tree fall toward the south, or toward the north, in the place where the tree falleth, there it shall be.
4
He that observeth the wind shall not sow; and he that regardeth the clouds shall not reap.
5
As thou knowest not what
is
the way of the spirit,
nor
how the bones
do grow
in the womb of her that is with child: even so thou knowest not the works of God who maketh all.
6
In the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening withhold not thine hand: for thou knowest not whether shall prosper, either this or that, or whether they both
shall be
alike good.
7
Truly the light
is
sweet, and a pleasant
thing it is
for the eyes to behold the sun:
8
But if a man live many years,
and
rejoice in them all; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many. All that cometh
is
vanity.
9
Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes: but know thou, that for all these
things
God will bring thee into judgment.
10
Therefore remove sorrow from thy heart, and put away evil from thy flesh: for childhood and youth
are
vanity.
12
Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them;
2
While the sun, or the light, or the moon, or the stars, be not darkened, nor the clouds return after the rain:
3
In the day when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened,
4
And the doors shall be shut in the streets, when the sound of the grinding is low, and he shall rise up at the voice of the bird, and all the daughters of musick shall be brought low;
5
Also
when
they shall be afraid of
that which is
high, and fears
shall be
in the way, and the almond tree shall flourish, and the grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall fail: because man goeth to his long home, and the mourners go about the streets:
6
Or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern.
7
Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.
8
Vanity of vanities, saith the preacher; all
is
vanity.
9
And moreover, because the preacher was wise, he still taught the people knowledge; yea, he gave good heed, and sought out,
and
set in order many proverbs.
10
The preacher sought to find out acceptable words: and
that which was
written
was
upright,
even
words of truth.
11
The words of the wise
are
as goads, and as nails fastened by the masters of assemblies,
which
are given from one shepherd.
12
And further, by these, my son, be admonished: of making many books
there is
no end; and much study
is
a weariness of the flesh.
13
Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this
is
the whole
duty
of man.
14
For God shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether
it be
good, or whether
it be
evil.
The Song of Solomon
1
The song of songs, which
is
Solomon’s.
2
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love
is
better than wine.
3
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name
is as
ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
4
Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
5
I
am
black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6
Look not upon me, because I
am
black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards;
but
mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7
Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest
thy flock
to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
8
If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
9
I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
10
Thy cheeks are comely with rows
of jewels,
thy neck with chains
of gold.
11
We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
12
While the king
sitteth
at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13
A bundle of myrrh
is
my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14
My beloved
is
unto me
as
a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.
15
Behold, thou
art
fair, my love; behold, thou
art
fair; thou
hast
doves’ eyes.
16
Behold, thou
art
fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed
is
green.
17
The beams of our house
are
cedar,
and
our rafters of fir.
2
I
am
the rose of Sharon,
and
the lily of the valleys.
2
As the lily among thorns, so
is
my love among the daughters.
3
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.
4
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me
was
love.
5
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I
am
sick of love.
6
His left hand
is
under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
7
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake
my
love, till he please.
8
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9
My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
10
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over
and
gone;
12
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing
of birds
is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines
with
the tender grape give a
good
smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14
O my dove,
that art
in the clefts of the rock, in the secret
places
of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet
is
thy voice, and thy countenance
is
comely.
15
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines
have
tender grapes.
16
My beloved
is
mine, and I
am
his: he feedeth among the lilies.
17
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
3
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
2
I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
3
The watchmen that go about the city found me:
to whom I said,
Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
4
It was
but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
5
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake
my
love, till he please.
6
Who
is
this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
7
Behold his bed, which
is
Solomon’s; threescore valiant men
are
about it, of the valiant of Israel.
8
They all hold swords,
being
expert in war: every man
hath
his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
9
King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
10
He made the pillars thereof
of
silver, the bottom thereof
of
gold, the covering of it
of
purple, the midst thereof being paved
with
love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
11
Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
4
Behold, thou
art
fair, my love; behold, thou
art
fair; thou
hast
doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair
is
as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
2
Thy teeth
are
like a flock
of sheep that are even
shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none
is
barren among them.
3
Thy lips
are
like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech
is
comely: thy temples
are
like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
4
Thy neck
is
like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
5
Thy two breasts
are
like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7
Thou
art
all fair, my love;
there is
no spot in thee.
8
Come with me from Lebanon,
my
spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9
Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister,
my
spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10
How fair is thy love, my sister,
my
spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
11
Thy lips, O
my
spouse, drop
as
the honeycomb: honey and milk
are
under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments
is
like the smell of Lebanon.
12
A garden inclosed
is
my sister,
my
spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13
Thy plants
are
an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
14
Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
15
A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
16
Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden,
that
the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
5
I am come into my garden, my sister,
my
spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2
I sleep, but my heart waketh:
it is
the voice of my beloved that knocketh,
saying,
Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew,
and
my locks with the drops of the night.
3
I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
4
My beloved put in his hand by the hole
of the door,
and my bowels were moved for him.
5
I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped
with
myrrh, and my fingers
with
sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6
I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself,
and
was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7
The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I
am
sick of love.
9
What
is
thy beloved more than
another
beloved, O thou fairest among women? what
is
thy beloved more than
another
beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
10
My beloved
is
white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
11
His head
is as
the most fine gold, his locks
are
bushy,
and
black as a raven.
12
His eyes
are
as
the eyes
of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk,
and
fitly set.
13
His cheeks
are
as a bed of spices,
as
sweet flowers: his lips
like
lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
14
His hands
are as
gold rings set with the beryl: his belly
is as
bright ivory overlaid
with
sapphires.
15
His legs
are as
pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance
is
as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16
His mouth
is
most sweet: yea, he
is
altogether lovely. This
is
my beloved, and this
is
my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
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