(0.53) | Ecc 1:14 | I reflected on everything that is accomplished by man 1 on earth, 2 and I concluded: Everything 3 he has accomplished 4 is futile 5 – like chasing the wind! 6 |
(0.53) | Ecc 2:1 | I thought to myself, 1 “Come now, 2 I will try 3 self-indulgent pleasure 4 to see 5 if it is worthwhile.” 6 But I found 7 that it also is futile. 8 |
(0.53) | Ecc 3:22 | So I perceived there is nothing better than for people 1 to enjoy their work, 2 because that is their 3 reward; for who can show them what the future holds? 4 |
(0.53) | Ecc 6:7 | All of man’s labor is for nothing more than 1 to fill his stomach 2 – yet his appetite 3 is never satisfied! |
(0.53) | Ecc 7:1 | A good reputation 1 is better 2 than precious 3 perfume; 4 likewise, 5 the day of one’s 6 death 7 is better than the day of one’s birth. 8 |
(0.53) | Ecc 7:2 | It is better to go to a funeral 1 than a feast. 2 For death 3 is the destiny 4 of every person, 5 and the living should 6 take this 7 to heart. |
(0.53) | Ecc 7:4 | The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, but the heart of fools is in the house of merrymaking. 1 |
(0.53) | Ecc 7:6 | For like the crackling of quick-burning thorns 1 under a cooking pot, so is the laughter of the fool. This kind of folly 2 also is useless. 3 |
(0.53) | Ecc 8:6 | For there is a proper time and procedure for every matter, for the oppression 1 of the king 2 is severe upon his victim. 3 |
(0.53) | Ecc 9:16 | So I concluded that wisdom is better than might, 1 but a poor man’s wisdom is despised; no one ever listens 2 to his advice. 3 |
(0.53) | Ecc 12:12 | Be warned, my son, of anything in addition to them. 1 There is no end to the making 2 of many books, and much study is exhausting to the body. 3 |
(0.53) | Sos 1:3 | The fragrance 1 of your colognes 2 is delightful; 3 your name 4 is like the finest 5 perfume. 6 No wonder the young women 7 adore 8 you! |
(0.53) | Sos 3:7 | Look! It is Solomon’s portable couch! 1 It is surrounded by sixty warriors, some of Israel’s mightiest warriors. |
(0.53) | Sos 4:3 | Your lips are like a scarlet thread; 1 your mouth is lovely. Your forehead 2 behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate. |
(0.53) | Sos 7:2 | Your navel 1 is a round mixing bowl 2 – may it never lack 3 mixed wine! 4 Your belly 5 is a mound of wheat, encircled 6 by lilies. |
(0.53) | Sos 8:9 | If she is a wall, 1 we will build on her a battlement 2 of silver; but if she is a door, we will barricade 3 her with boards 4 of cedar. 5 |
(0.53) | Isa 1:8 | Daughter Zion 1 is left isolated, like a hut in a vineyard, or a shelter in a cucumber field; she is a besieged city. 2 |
(0.53) | Isa 6:7 | He touched my mouth with it and said, “Look, this coal has touched your lips. Your evil is removed; your sin is forgiven.” 1 |
(0.53) | Isa 7:8 | For Syria’s leader is Damascus, and the leader of Damascus is Rezin. Within sixty-five years Ephraim will no longer exist as a nation. 1 |
(0.53) | Isa 8:13 | You must recognize the authority of the Lord who commands armies. 1 He is the one you must respect; he is the one you must fear. 2 |