Under The Sun
 

                                        A vapour that appeareth for a little time,
                                        And then vanishes away;
                                        Then of dust thou art, to dust returnest.
                                        In this manner ends our short stay.

                                        Vanity, just vanity and vexation of spirit.
                                        And then of all that we've done,
                                        No profit we carry in our hand to the grave.
                                        All this I saw Under The Sun.

                                        As light excels darkness, so wisdom excels folly.
                                        This, I also realized.
                                        Then I saw the wise man die even as the fool,
                                        And a poor man's wisdom despised.

                                         I saw a just man perish in his righteousness,
                                        And a wicked prolong his life's breath.
                                        And knew that jealousy was cruel as the grave,
                                        And that love was strong as death.

                                        Then I returned, and saw Under The Sun,
                                        That the race is not to the swift.
                                        Nor yet riches to men of understanding.
                                        And that true wisdom is a prayer answered gift.

                                        He who increases knowledge, increases sorrow.
                                        In much wisdom's much grief.
                                        Yet, mirth is found in the houses of fools,
                                        Whose ears to God's wisdom are deaf.

                                        I saw Under The Sun, vexation and toil,
                                        With no profit when life's race is run.
                                        But the joy and peace and love in my heart;
                                        All this is the gift of God's Son.