We are all born weak and helpless. All lead the same short, troubled life.

And he said to the man, "You listened to your wife and ate the fruit which I told you not to eat. Because of what you have done, the ground will be under a curse. You will have to work hard all your life to make it produce enough food for you.

You will have to work hard and sweat to make the soil produce anything, until you go back to the soil from which you were formed. You were made from soil, and you will become soil again."

You place our sins before you, our secret sins where you can see them.

Our life is cut short by your anger; it fades away like a whisper.

Every test that you have experienced is the kind that normally comes to people. But God keeps his promise, and he will not allow you to be tested beyond your power to remain firm; at the time you are put to the test, he will give you the strength to endure it, and so provide you with a way out.

Everything leads to weariness---a weariness too great for words. Our eyes can never see enough to be satisfied; our ears can never hear enough.

You work and worry your way through life, and what do you have to show for it?

We leave this world just as we entered it---with nothing. In spite of all our work there is nothing we can take with us.

We get to live our lives in darkness and grief, worried, angry, and sick.