2a man to whom God hath given riches, wealth, and honor, and nothing is wanting to him of all which he desireth, yet God giveth him not to taste thereof; but a stranger enjoyeth it. This is vanity, yea, a grievous evil.
3Though a man have a hundred children, and live many years, and though the days of his years be many, if his soul be not satisfied with good, and he have no burial, I say that an untimely birth is better than he.
4This, indeed, cometh in nothingness, and goeth down into darkness, and its name is covered with darkness;
5it hath not seen the sun, nor known it; yet hath it rest rather than the other.
6Yea, though he live a thousand years twice told, and see no good, — do not all go to one place?