Ecclesiastes 2:17, 23
Ecclesiastes 2:17 CSB
Therefore, I hated life because the work that was done under the sun was distressing to me. For everything is futile and a pursuit of the wind.
Ecclesiastes 2:23 CSB
For all his days are filled with grief, and his occupation is sorrowful; even at night, his mind does not rest. This too is futile.





