Forכִּיallאֶת כָּלthisזֶהI laidנָתַתִּיto my heart,אֶל לִבִּיeven to make clearוְלָבוּרallאֶת כָּלthis:זֶהthatאֲשֶׁרthe righteousהַצַּדִּיקִיםand the wiseוְהַחֲכָמִיםand their worksוַעֲבָדֵיהֶםare in the handבְּיַדof Elohim;הָאֱלֹהִיםwhetherגַּםloveאַהֲבָהorגַםhate,שִׂנְאָהthe human beingהָאָדָםdoes notאֵיןknow;יוֹדֵעַallהַכֹּלis before them.לִפְנֵיהֶם
Allהַכֹּלis as for all:כַּאֲשֶׁר לַכֹּלoneאֶחָדfateמִקְרֶהfor the righteousלַצַּדִּיקand for the wicked,וְלָרָשָׁעfor the goodלַטּוֹבand for the cleanוְלַטָּהוֹרand for the unclean,וְלַטָּמֵאand for the one who sacrificesוְלַזֹּבֵחַand for the one whoוְלַאֲשֶׁרdoes notאֵינֶנּוּsacrifice;זֹבֵחַas is the good,כַּטּוֹבso is the sinner;כַּחֹטֶאthe one who swearsהַנִּשְׁבָּעas is the one whoכַּאֲשֶׁרfearsיָרֵאan oath.שְׁבוּעָה
Thisזֶהis an evilרָעin allבְּכֹלthatאֲשֶׁרis doneנַעֲשָׂהunderתַּחַתthe sun,הַשֶּׁמֶשׁthatכִּיone fateמִקְרֶה אֶחָדcomes to all;לַכֹּלand alsoוְגַםthe heartלֵבof human beingsבְּנֵי הָאָדָםis fullמָלֵאof evil,רָעand madnessוְהוֹלֵלוֹתis in their heartבִּלְבָבָםduring their life,בְּחַיֵּיהֶםand afterwardוְאַחֲרָיוthey go to the dead.אֶל הַמֵּתִים
Forכִּיwhoeverמִי אֲשֶׁרis joinedיְחֻבַּרto allאֶל כָּלthe livingהַחַיִּיםhasיֵשׁconfidence,בִּטָּחוֹןforכִּיa livingחַיdogלְכֶלֶבisהוּאbetterטוֹבthan the deadמִן הָ הַמֵּתlion.אַרְיֵה
Forכִּיthe livingהַחַיִּיםknowיוֹדְעִיםthat they will die,שֶׁיָּמֻתוּbut the deadוְהַמֵּתִיםdo notאֵינָםknowיוֹדְעִיםanything,מְאוּמָהand there are noוְאֵיןmoreעוֹדwagesשָׂכָרfor them,לָהֶםforכִּיtheir memoryזִכְרָםis forgotten.נִשְׁכַּח
Both their loveגַּם אַהֲבָתָםand their hatredגַּם שִׂנְאָתָםand their envyגַּם קִנְאָתָםhave alreadyכְּבָרperished,אָבָדָהandוְthey have noאֵין לָהֶםlongerעוֹדa portionחֵלֶקforeverלְעוֹלָםin allבְּכֹלthatאֲשֶׁרis doneנַעֲשָׂהunderתַּחַתthe sun.הַשָּׁמֶשׁ
Go,לֵךְeatאֱכֹלyour breadלַחְמֶךָwith joy,בְּשִׂמְחָהand drinkוּשֲׁתֵהyour wineיֵינֶךָwith a good heart,בְלֶב טוֹבforכִּיalreadyכְבָרElohimהָאֱלֹהִיםhas been pleased withרָצָהyour works.אֶת מַעֲשֶׂיךָ
At everyבְּכָלtimeעֵתlet your garmentsיִהְיוּ בְגָדֶיךָbe white,לְבָנִיםand let oilוְשֶׁמֶןon your headעַל רֹאשְׁךָnotאַלbe lacking.יֶחְסָר
Enjoyרְאֵהlifeחַיִּיםwith the womanעִם אִשָּׁהwhomאֲשֶׁרyou loveאָהַבְתָּallכָּלthe daysיְמֵיof your lifeחַיֵּיof vaporהֶבְלֶךָthatאֲשֶׁרhe has given youנָתַן לְךָunderתַּחַתthe sun,הַשֶּׁמֶשׁallכֹּלthe daysיְמֵיof your vapor,הֶבְלֶךָforכִּיthatהוּאis your portionחֶלְקְךָin lifeבַּחַיִּיםand in your toilוּבַעֲמָלְךָat whichאֲשֶׁרyouאַתָּהtoilעָמֵלunderתַּחַתthe sun.הַשָּׁמֶשׁ
Allכֹּלthatאֲשֶׁרyour handיָדְךָfindsתִּמְצָאto do,לַעֲשׂוֹתdo itעֲשֵׂהwith your strength,בְּכֹחֲךָforכִּיthere is noאֵיןworkמַעֲשֶׂהor reckoningוְחֶשְׁבּוֹןor knowledgeוְדַעַתor wisdomוְחָכְמָהin Sheol,בִּשְׁאוֹלto whichאֲשֶׁר שָׁמָּהyouאַתָּהare going.הֹלֵךְ
I turnedשַׁבְתִּיand sawוְרָאֹהunderתַחַתthe sunהַשֶּׁמֶשׁthatכִּיnotלֹאto the swiftלַקַּלִּיםis the race,הַמֵּרוֹץnorוְלֹאto the mighty menלַגִּבּוֹרִיםthe war,הַמִּלְחָמָהnor evenוְגַם לֹאto the wiseלַחֲכָמִיםbread,לֶחֶםnor evenוְגַם לֹאto the discerningלַנְּבֹנִיםriches,עֹשֶׁרnor evenוְגַם לֹאto those who knowלַיֹּדְעִיםfavor,חֵןforכִּיtimeעֵתand occurrenceוָפֶגַעbefallיִקְרֶהthem all.אֶת כֻּלָּם
Forכִּיalsoגַּםthe human beingהָאָדָםdoes notלֹאknowיֵדַעhis time;אֶת עִתּוֹlike fishכַּדָּגִיםthatשֶׁare caughtנֶּאֱחָזִיםin an evilרָעָהnet,בִּמְצוֹדָהand like birdsוְכַצִּפֳּרִיםcaughtהָאֲחֻזוֹתin the snare,בַּפָּחsoכָּהֵםare human beingsבְּנֵי הָאָדָםensnaredיוּקָשִׁיםat an evilרָעָהtimeלְעֵתwhenכְּשֶׁit fallsתִּפּוֹלon themעֲלֵיהֶםsuddenly.פִּתְאֹם
This alsoגַּם זֹהI sawרָאִיתִי— wisdomחָכְמָהunderתַּחַתthe sunהַשָּׁמֶשׁand it wasוּ הִיאgreatגְדוֹלָהto me:אֵלָי
There was a smallקְטַנָּהcityעִירand fewמְעָטmenוַאֲנָשִׁיםin it,בָּהּand there cameוּבָאagainst itאֵלֶיהָa greatגָּדוֹלkingמֶלֶךְand surrounded itוְסָבַב אֹתָהּand builtוּבָנָהagainst itעָלֶיהָgreatגְּדֹלִיםbulwarks.מְצוֹדִים
And there was foundוּמָצָאin itבָהּa poorמִסְכֵּןwiseחָכָםman,אִישׁand heוּ הוּאdeliveredמִלַּטthe cityאֶת הָעִירby his wisdom;בְּחָכְמָתוֹyet no oneוְאָדָם לֹאrememberedזָכַרthatהַהּוּאpoorהַמִּסְכֵּןman.אֶת הָאִישׁ
And Iוְ אָנִיsaid,אָמַרְתִּי“Betterטוֹבָהis wisdomחָכְמָהthan might,מִגְּבוּרָהbut the wisdomוְחָכְמַתof the poor manהַמִּסְכֵּןis despised,בְּזוּיָהand his wordsוּדְבָרָיוare notאֵינָםheard.”נִשְׁמָעִים
The wordsדִּבְרֵיof the wise,חֲכָמִיםin rest,בְּנַחַתare heardנִשְׁמָעִיםmore than the cryמִזַּעֲקַתof a rulerמוֹשֵׁלamong the senseless.בַּכְּסִילִים
Betterטוֹבָהis wisdomחָכְמָהthan weaponsמִכְּלֵיof war,קְרָבbut oneוְ אֶחָדsinnerחוֹטֶאdestroysיְאַבֵּדmuch good.טוֹבָה הַרְבֵּה