at which they toil under the sun?
Generations come and generations go,
but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises and the sun sets,
and hurries back to where it rises.
The wind blows to the south
and turns to the north;
round and round it goes,
ever returning on its course.
All streams flow into the sea,
yet the sea is never full.
To the place the streams come from,
there they return again.
All things are wearisome,
more than one can say.
The eye never has enough of seeing,
nor the ear its fill of hearing.
What has been will be again,
what has been done will be done again;
there is nothing new under the sun.
Generations come and generations go,
but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises and the sun sets,
and hurries back to where it rises.
The wind blows to the south
and turns to the north;
round and round it goes,
ever returning on its course.
All streams flow into the sea,
yet the sea is never full.
To the place the streams come from,
there they return again.
All things are wearisome,
more than one can say.
The eye never has enough of seeing,
nor the ear its fill of hearing.
What has been will be again,
what has been done will be done again;
there is nothing new under the sun.
beautiful.
i love these verses.
they may sound a little depressing, but they are so deep and beautiful.
because of their significance.
isn't it amazing how the feeling of meaninglessness often sets us on the path of purpose?
Beautiful. And so very true.
ReplyDeleteIt is beautiful, yet I do believe that new things happen under the sun :) Have a wonderful day!
ReplyDeleteI love this! Ecclesiastes is my favorite book of all time. Thanks for sharing this (:
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