Ecclesiastes 1 These are the words of the teacher, the son of David, king in Jerusalem. Teacher: Life is fleeting, like a passing mist. It is like trying to catch hold of a breath; All vanishes like a vapor; everything is a great vanity. What good does it do anyone to work so hard again and again, sun up to sundown? All his labor to gain but a little? ...In Context | Full Chapter | Other Translations