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I have considered all these things, and I have applied my heart to all the works which are being done under the sun. Sometimes one man rules over another to his own harm. (Ecclesiastes 8, 9)
But although a sinner may do evil of himself one hundred times, and by patience still endure, I realize that it will be well with those who fear God, who revere his face. (Ecclesiastes 8, 12)
Let your garments be white at all times, and let not oil be absent from your head. (Ecclesiastes 9, 8)
Enjoy life with the wife whom you love, all the days of your uncertain life which have been given to you under the sun, during all the time of your vanity. For this is your portion in life and in your labor, with which you labor under the sun. (Ecclesiastes 9, 9)
I turned myself toward another thing, and I saw that under the sun, the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, nor bread to the wise, nor wealth to the learned, nor grace to the skilful: but there is a time and an end for all these things. (Ecclesiastes 9, 11)
Man does not know his own end. But, just as fish are caught with a hook, and birds are captured with a snare, so are men seized in the evil time, when it will suddenly overwhelm them. (Ecclesiastes 9, 12)
Blessed is the land whose king is noble, and whose princes eat at the proper time, for refreshment and not for self-indulgence. (Ecclesiastes 10, 17)
Cast your bread over running waters. For, after a long time, you shall find it again. (Ecclesiastes 11, 1)
If a man lives for many years, and if he has rejoiced in all of these, he must remember the many days of the dark times, which, when they will have arrived, will accuse the past of vanity. (Ecclesiastes 11, 8)
Remember your Creator in the days of your youth, before the time of affliction arrives and the years draw near, about which you will say, “These do not please me.” (Ecclesiastes 12, 1)
The flowers have appeared in our land; the time for pruning has arrived. The voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land. (Song of Solomon 2, 14)
One is my dove, my perfect one. One is her mother; elect is she who bore her. The daughters saw her, and they proclaimed her most blessed. The queens and concubines saw her, and they praised her. (Song of Solomon 6, 8)
