Ecclesiastes 2:17

17So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. All of it is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.

17So I hated life, for the work which had been done under the sun was 2:17 Lit evilunhappy to me; because everything is futility and striving after wind.

17So I hated life, for the work which had been done under the sun was grievous to me; because everything is futility and striving after wind.

17So I hated life, for the work which had been done under the sun caused me only great sorrow; because all is futility and chasing after the wind.

17So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. For everything is futile and a pursuit of the wind.

17So I hated life. That’s because the work done on this earth made me sad. None of it has any meaning. It’s like chasing the wind.