Ecclesiastes 6
1 There is another evil I have seen under the sun, and it weighs heavily upon mankind:
Der er et Onde, jeg saa under Solen, og som tynger Menneskene haardt:
2 God gives a man riches, wealth, and honor, so that he lacks nothing his heart desires; but God does not allow him to enjoy them. Instead, a stranger will enjoy them. This is futile and a grievous affliction.
Naar Gud giver en Mand Rigdom og Gods og Ære, saa han intet savner af, hvad han ønsker, og Gud ikke sætter ham i Stand til at nyde det, men en fremmed nyder det, da er dette Tomhed og en slem Lidelse.
3 A man may father a hundred children and live for many years; yet no matter how long he lives, if he is unsatisfied with his prosperity and does not even receive a proper burial, I say that a stillborn child is better off than he.
Om en Mand avler hundrede Børn og lever mange Aar, saa hans Levetid bliver lang, men hans Sjæl ikke mættes af Goder, saa siger jeg dog, at et utidigt Foster er bedre faren end han;
4 For a stillborn child enters in futility and departs in darkness, and his name is shrouded in obscurity.
thi at det kommer, er Tomhed, og det gaar bort i Mørke, og i Mørke dølges dets Navn;
5 The child, though neither seeing the sun nor knowing anything, has more rest than that man,
og det har hverken set eller kendt Sol; det faar end ikke en Grav; det hviler bedre end han.
6 even if he lives a thousand years twice over but fails to enjoy his prosperity. Do not all go to the same place?
Om han saa levede to Gange tusind Aar, men ikke skuede Lykke — mon ikke alle farer sammesteds hen?
7 All a man’s labor is for his mouth, yet his appetite is never satisfied.
Al Menneskets Flid tjener hans Mund, og dog stilles hans Sult aldrig.
8 What advantage, then, has the wise man over the fool? What gain comes to the poor man who knows how to conduct himself before others?
Thi hvad har den vise forud for Taaben, hvad baader det den arme, der ved at vandre for de levendes Øjne?
9 Better what the eye can see than the wandering of desire. This too is futile and a pursuit of the wind.
Bedre at se med sine Øjne end higende Attraa. Ogsaa det er Tomhed og Jag efter Vind.
10 Whatever exists was named long ago, and what happens to a man is foreknown; but he cannot contend with one stronger than he.
Hvad der bliver til er for længst nævnet ved Navn, og det vides i Forvejen, hvad et Menneske bliver til; det kan ikke gaa i Rette med ham, der er den stærkeste.
11 For the more words, the more futility—and how does that profit anyone?
Thi jo flere Ord der bruges, des større bliver Tomheden, og hvad gavner de Mennesket?
12 For who knows what is good for a man during the few days in which he passes through his fleeting life like a shadow? Who can tell a man what will come after him under the sun?
Thi hvo ved, hvad der baader et Menneske i Livet, det Tal af tomme Levedage han henlever som en Skygge? Thi hvo kan sige et Menneske, hvad der skal ske under Solen efter hans Død?
