1 Again I looked and saw all the oppressions that are done under the sun, and behold, I saw the tears of the oppressed, but they have no comforter. Power is in the hand of their oppressors, but they had no comforter.
2 So I considered the dead, who are already dead, more fortunate than the living, who are still alive.
3 Yet better than both is one who has not yet been, who has never seen the evil work that is done under the sun.
4 Then I saw that all toil and all skill that is done come from man’s envy of his neighbor; this too is fleeting and striving after the wind.