Ecclesiastes on the 8s 🤌

8All things are full of labour; man cannot utter it: the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing.

8I gathered me also silver and gold, and the peculiar treasure of kings and of the provinces: I gat me men singers and women singers, and the delights of the sons of men, as musical instruments, and that of all sorts.

8A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

8There is one alone, and there is not a second; yea, he hath neither child nor brother: yet is there no end of all his labour; neither is his eye satisfied with riches; neither saith he, For whom do I labour, and bereave my soul of good? This is also vanity, yea, it is a sore travail.

8If thou seest the oppression of the poor, and violent perverting of judgment and justice in a province, marvel not at the matter: for he that is higher than the highest regardeth; and there be higher than they.

8For what hath the wise more than the fool? what hath the poor, that knoweth to walk before the living?

8Better is the end of a thing than the beginning thereof: and the patient in spirit is better than the proud in spirit.

8There is no man that hath power over the spirit to retain the spirit; neither hath he power in the day of death: and there is no discharge in that war; neither shall wickedness deliver those that are given to it.

8Let thy garments be always white; and let thy head lack no ointment.

8He that diggeth a pit shall fall into it; and whoso breaketh an hedge, a serpent shall bite him.

8But if a man live many years, and rejoice in them all; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many. All that cometh is vanity.

8Vanity of vanities, saith the preacher; all is vanity.