Ecclesiastes 4:1-8

1Again 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.

2So I considered the dead, who are already dead, more fortunate than the living, who are still alive.

3Yet better than both is one who has not yet been, who has never seen the evil work that is done under the sun.

4Then 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.

5The fool folds his hands together and eats his own flesh.

6Better is a handful with tranquility than two handfuls of toil and striving after the wind.

7Again I saw something futile under the sun:

8There is one who has no one else, neither son nor brother, yet there is no end to all his toil. His eyes are not content with riches. “So, for whom am I toiling, and depriving myself of prosperity?” This too is meaningless— a grievous task!