King James VersionEcclesiastes2,17

Ecclesiastes 2:17

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.


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16 For there is no re­mem­brance of the wise more than of the fool for ev­er; see­ing that which now is in the days to come shall all be for­got­ten. And how di­eth the wise man? as the fool. 17 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. 18 Yea, I hat­ed all my labour which I had tak­en un­der the sun: be­cause I should leave it unto the man that shall be af­ter me.

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Príbuzné preklady King James Version

17 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.