[1] These are the words of the Teacher, the son of David, king in Jerusalem: [2] “Futility of futilities,” says the Teacher, “futility of futilities! Everything is futile!” [3] What does a man gain from all his labor, at which he toils under the sun? [4] Generations come and generations go, but the earth remains forever. [5] The sun rises and the sun sets; it hurries back to where it rises. [6] The wind blows southward, then turns northward; round and round it swirls, ever returning on its course. [7] 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. [8] All things are wearisome, more than one can describe; the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear content with hearing. [9] What has been will be again, and what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun. [10] Is there a case where one can say, “Look, this is new”? It has already existed in the ages before us. [11] There is no remembrance of those who came before, and those yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow after. [12] I, the Teacher, was king over Israel in Jerusalem. [13] And I set my mind to seek and explore by wisdom all that is done under heaven. What a miserable task God has laid upon the sons of men to occupy them! [14] I have seen all the things that are done under the sun, and have found them all to be futile, a pursuit of the wind. [15] What is crooked cannot be straightened, and what is lacking cannot be counted. [16] I said to myself, “Behold, I have grown and increased in wisdom beyond all those before me who were over Jerusalem, and my mind has observed a wealth of wisdom and knowledge.” [17] So I set my mind to know wisdom and madness and folly; I learned that this, too, is a pursuit of the wind. [18] For with much wisdom comes much sorrow, and as knowledge grows, grief increases.
