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Löydetty 511 Tulokset: Bronze Work

  • since his days are full of sorrow, his work is full of stress and even at night he has no peace of mind? This is futile too. (Ecclesiastes 2, 23)

  • a person is quite alone -- no child, no brother; and yet there is no end to his efforts, his eyes can never have their fill of riches. For whom, then, do I work so hard and grudge myself pleasure? This too is futile, a sorry business. (Ecclesiastes 4, 8)

  • Better two than one alone, since thus their work is really rewarding. (Ecclesiastes 4, 9)

  • Do not allow your mouth to make a sinner of you, and do not say to the messenger that it was a mistake. Why give God occasion to be angry with you and ruin all the work that you have done? (Ecclesiastes 5, 5)

  • And whenever God gives someone riches and property, with the ability to enjoy them and to find contentment in work, this is a gift from God. (Ecclesiastes 5, 18)

  • Whatever work you find to do, do it with all your might, for there is neither achievement, nor planning, nor science, nor wisdom in Sheol where you are going. (Ecclesiastes 9, 10)

  • If, for want of sharpening, the blade is blunt, you have to work twice as hard; but it is the outcome that makes wisdom rewarding. (Ecclesiastes 10, 10)

  • A fool finds hard work very tiring, he cannot even find his own way into town. (Ecclesiastes 10, 15)

  • You do not understand how the wind blows, or how the embryo grows in a woman's womb: no more can you understand the work of God, the Creator of all. (Ecclesiastes 11, 5)

  • Furthermore, my child, you must realise that writing books involves endless hard work, and that much study wearies the body. (Ecclesiastes 12, 12)

  • LOVER: How beautiful are your feet in their sandals, O prince's daughter! The curve of your thighs is like the curve of a necklace, work of a master hand. (Song of Solomon 7, 2)

  • Do not court death by the errors of your ways, nor invite destruction through the work of your hands. (Wisdom of Solomon 1, 12)


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