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Do not rob the poor because he is poor,And do not crush the afflicted at the gate;

Do not weary yourself to gain wealth,Because of your understanding, cease!

Do you make your eyes fly up to see it? But it is not there!Because it certainly makes itself wingsLike an eagle that flies toward the heavens.

Do not fret because of evildoersDo not be jealous of the wicked;

Because in much wisdom there is much vexation, and whoever increases knowledge increases pain.

All that my eyes asked for I did not refuse them. I did not withhold my heart from any gladness, for my heart was glad because of all my labor, and this was my reward for all my labor.

So I hated life, for the work which had been done under the sun was grievous to me; because everything is vanity and striving after wind.

Because all his days his endeavor is painful and vexing; even at night his heart does not lie down. This too is vanity.

Two are better than one because they have good wages for their labor.

For he will not remember much the days of his life because God allows him to occupy himself with the gladness of his heart.

I say, "Keep the command of the king because of the sworn oath before God.

Because the sentence against an evil work is not executed quickly, therefore the hearts of the sons of men among them are given fully to do evil.

But it will not be well for the wicked man, and he will not prolong his days like a shadow, because he does not fear God openly.

If the ruler's temper rises against you, do not abandon your position, because calmness causes great offenses to be abandoned.

So, remove vexation from your heart and put away evil from your flesh because childhood and the prime of life are vanity.

in the day that the watchmen of the house tremble, and valiant men bend down, the grinding ones stand idle because they are few, and those who look through windows grow dark;

The end of the matter, all that has been heard: fear God and keep His commandments, because this is the end of the matter for all mankind.

Do not look at me because I am swarthy,For the sun has burned me.My mother's sons were angry with me;They made me caretaker of the vineyards,But I have not taken care of my own vineyard.

Sustain me with raisin cakes,Refresh me with apples,Because I am lovesick.

For you will be ashamed of the oaks which you have desired,And you will be humiliated because of the gardens which you have chosen.