I amassed silver and gold for myself, and the treasure of kings and provinces. I acquired male and female singers, and a harem as well—the delights of a man’s heart.
I denied myself nothing my eyes desired; I refused my heart no pleasure. My heart took delight in all my labor, and this was the reward for all my toil.
Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done and what I had toiled to achieve, everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind; nothing was gained under the sun.
Left-click on the far-left arrow to play now.
Right-click on the far-right arrow or the image above and
Save to download and listen later.
Share with friends
Image Credits: James Tissot
Get your FREE COPY of The Book of Ecclesiastes #2 now!