I The Teacher 
Was King Over 
IsraelI Devoted 
Myself To 
Study And 
ExploreBy 
Wisdom All 
That Is Done 
Under Heaven
What A Heavy 
Burden God 
Has Laid On 
MenI Have 
Seen All The 
Things That 
Are DoneUnder 
The Sun, A 
Chasing After 
The WindWhat 
Is Twisted 
Can Not Be 
Straightened
What Is Lacking 
Can Not Be 
CountedI Applied 
Myself To 
The Understanding
Of Wisdom 
And Also Of 
Madness And 
FollyBut I 
Learned That 
This TooIs 
A Chasing 
After The 
WindWhat Is 
Twisted Can 
Not Be Straightened
What Is Lacking 
Can Not Be 
CountedWith 
Much Wisdom 
Comes Much 
SorrowThe 
More Knowledge 
The More Grief
I Denied Myself 
NothingMy 
Eyes Desired
I Refused 
My Heart No 
PleasureMy 
Heart Took 
Delight In 
All My Work
And This Was 
The Reward 
For All My 
LabourYet 
When I Surveyed 
All That My 
Hands Had 
DoneAnd What 
I Had Toiled 
To Achieve
Everything 
Was A Chasing 
After The 
WindThe Fate 
Of The Fool 
Will Overtake 
MeWhat Then 
Do I Gain 
By Being Wise
For The Wise 
Man Like The 
FoolWill Not 
Be Long Remembered
In The Days 
To Come Both 
Will Be Forgotten
Like The Fool, 
The Wise Man 
Too Must Die
I The Teacher 
Was King Over 
IsraelI Devoted 
Myself To 
Study And 
Explore