2 “Futility! Futility!” says Qoheleth. “Futility, futility, all is futile!”
3 What does man gain from all his labour in which he toils under the sun?
4 A generation passes away, and a generation comes, but the earth stands forever.
5 The sun also rises, and the sun sets, and hurries back to the place where it arose.
6 Going to the south, and turning round to the north, turning, turning, and on its rounds the wind returns.
7 All the rivers run into the sea, yet the sea never overflows. To the place from which the rivers come, there they return again.
8 All matters are wearisome, no one is able to speak of it. The eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing.