1Then I returned and saw all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold, the tears of such as were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power, but they had no comforter.
2Wherefore I praised the dead which are already dead more than the living which are yet alive;
3yea, better than them both did I esteem him which hath not yet been, who hath not seen the evil work that is done under the sun.
4Then I saw all labour and every skilful work, that for this a man is envied of his neighbour. This also is vanity and a striving after wind.
5The fool foldeth his hands together, and eateth his own flesh.
6Better is an handful with quietness, than two handfuls with labour and striving after wind.
7Then I returned and saw vanity under the sun.
8There is one that is alone, and he hath not a second; yea, he hath neither son nor brother; yet is there no end of all his labour, neither are his eyes satisfied with riches. For whom then, saith he, do I labour, and deprive my soul of good? This also is vanity, yea, it is a sore travail.
9Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour.
10For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth, and hath not another to lift him up.
11Again, if two lie together, then they have warmth: but how can one be warm alone?