12 The sleep of the laborer is pleasant, whether he eats little or much, but the wealth of the rich man does not allow him to rest.
13 There is a grievous evil which I have seen under the sun: wealth hoarded by its owner to his harm.
14 That wealth was lost in a bad venture. Although he has borne a child, he has nothing to leave to him.
15 Just as he came from his mother’s womb naked, he will depart just as he came; he will take nothing with him for his toil.
16 This also is a grievous illness. Exactly as he came, so he will go. What profit does he gain for all his toil for the wind?
17 Also, he eats in darkness all his days; he is frustrated in much sickness and resentment.
18 Look! I have discovered what is good and fitting: to eat and to drink and to enjoy all the fruit of the toil with which one toils under the sun during the number of the days of his life that God gives to him—for this is his lot.