Findes livets mening i rigdom og forlystelser?
1Jeg sagde til mig selv: „Lad mig prøve livets goder. Nu vil jeg have det sjovt og nyde livet.” Men også det var meningsløst. 2Det er tåbeligt at le hele tiden. Hvad opnår man ved at more sig dag ud og dag ind? 3Jeg forsøgte at komme i godt humør ved at drikke vin og slå mig løs, imens jeg tænkte over, hvordan man bedst kan bruge sit korte liv her på jorden.
4Jeg lagde store planer og førte dem ud i livet: Jeg byggede huse og plantede vingårde, 5anlagde haver og parker med alle mulige frugttræer, 6gravede damme med vand til mine plantager. 7Jeg købte mandlige og kvindelige slaver ud over dem, der blev født i min husstand. Jeg ejede flere kvægflokke og fåreflokke end nogen anden i Jerusalem før mig. 8Jeg samlede guld og sølv og købte sjældne kostbarheder fra andre konger og lande. Jeg havde sangere og sangerinder og hengav mig til sanselig nydelse med et stort harem. 9Således overgik jeg alle tidligere konger i Jerusalem både i visdom og store bedrifter.
10Alt, hvad jeg fik øje på, købte jeg. Jeg nægtede ikke mig selv nogen fornøjelse, men glædede mig over alt, hvad jeg fik udrettet. Det var lønnen for mit store slid. 11Men da jeg tænkte nærmere over det, jeg havde opnået, syntes det mig alligevel helt omsonst. I virkeligheden havde jeg ikke gjort noget af værdi.
Er livets mening at få visdom?
12Derfor gav jeg mig til at sammenligne visdom med tåbelighed. Hvad ellers skulle jeg finde på? 13Jeg indså, at visdom er at foretrække frem for tåbelighed, ligesom lys er at foretrække frem for mørke. 14Den vise tænker over hvilke konsekvenser, hans handlinger får for fremtiden, mens tåben famler rundt i mørke. Men jeg indså også, at den samme skæbne rammer os alle. 15Så tænkte jeg: „Når både tåben og jeg lider samme skæbne, hvad gavner så al min visdom? Så er selv det at søge visdom jo meningsløst!” 16Både den vise og tåben skal dø, og ingen af dem huskes for evigt, for med tiden bliver alting glemt. 17Da blev jeg led ved livet, for uanset hvad vi foretager os, er det alt sammen meningsløst.
Ligger livets mening i at få succes?
18Jeg blev frustreret over mit slid og slæb, for alt det, jeg har bygget op, må jeg jo overlade til min efterfølger. 19Og hvem ved, om det bliver en vismand eller en tåbe? Alligevel er jeg tvunget til at overlade resultatet af alle mine anstrengelser i hans hænder. Hvor meningsløst!
20Det ærgrede mig at tænke på alt det arbejde, jeg havde udført. 21Man har slidt og slæbt for at realisere sine planer med visdom, kundskab og dygtighed kun for at overlade sit livsværk til en anden, som ikke har rørt en finger. Det er jo meningsløst og direkte uretfærdigt! 22Hvad får man ud af alle de anstrengelser og bekymringer, man gør sig her i livet? 23Kun lidelser og skuffelser. Selv om natten finder tankerne ingen hvile. Hvor meningsløst!
Livet som en gave
24Det bedste, man kan gøre, er derfor at spise og drikke og glæde sig over sit arbejde. Jeg indså, at denne glæde egentlig er en gave fra Gud. 25For hvem kan spise eller glæde sig uden at være taknemmelig til Gud? 26Han giver jo visdom, kundskab og glæde til dem, der ønsker at gøre hans vilje. Men syndere giver han det slidsomme arbejde at samle rigdom for derefter at give det til dem, der gør hans vilje. Altså er synderes slid meningsløst.
Pleasure Is Meaningless
1I said to myself, “Come on. I’ll try out pleasure. I want to find out if it is good.” But it also proved to be meaningless. 2“Laughter doesn’t make any sense,” I said. “And what can pleasure do for me?” 3I tried cheering myself up by drinking wine. I even tried living in a foolish way. But wisdom was still guiding my mind. I wanted to see what was good for people to do on earth during their short lives.
4So I started some large projects. I built houses for myself. I planted vineyards. 5I made gardens and parks. I planted all kinds of fruit trees in them. 6I made lakes to water groves of healthy trees. 7I bought male and female slaves. And I had other slaves who were born in my house. I also owned more herds and flocks than anyone in Jerusalem ever had before. 8I stored up silver and gold for myself. I gathered up the treasures of kings and their kingdoms. I got some male and female singers. I also got many women for myself. Women delight the hearts of men. 9I became far more important than anyone in Jerusalem had ever been before. And in spite of everything, I didn’t lose my wisdom.
10I gave myself everything my eyes wanted.
There wasn’t any pleasure that I refused to give myself.
I took delight in everything I did.
And that was what I got for all my work.
11But then I looked over everything my hands had done.
I saw what I had worked so hard to get.
And nothing had any meaning.
It was like chasing the wind.
Nothing was gained on this earth.
Wisdom and Foolish Pleasure Are Meaningless
12I decided to think about wisdom.
I also thought about foolish pleasure.
What more can a new king do?
Can he do anything more than others have already done?
13I saw that wisdom is better than foolishness,
just as light is better than darkness.
14The eyes of a wise person see things clearly.
A person who is foolish lives in darkness.
But I finally realized that death catches up
with both of them.
15Then I said to myself,
“What happens to a foolish person will catch up with me too.
So what do I gain by being wise?”
I said to myself,
“That doesn’t have any meaning either.”
16Like a foolish person, a wise person won’t be remembered very long.
The days have already come when both of them have been forgotten.
Like a person who is foolish,
a wise person must die too!
Work Is Meaningless
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. 18I hated everything I had worked for on earth. I’ll have to leave all of it to someone who lives after me. 19And who knows whether that person will be wise or foolish? Either way, they’ll take over everything on earth I’ve worked so hard for. That doesn’t have any meaning either. 20So I began to lose hope because of all my hard work on this earth. 21A person might use wisdom, knowledge and skill to do their work. But then they have to leave everything they own to someone who hasn’t worked for it. That doesn’t have any meaning either. In fact, it isn’t fair. 22What do people get for all their hard work on earth? What do they get for all their worries? 23As long as they live, their work is nothing but pain and sorrow. Even at night their minds can’t rest. That doesn’t have any meaning either.
24A person can’t do anything better than eat, drink and be satisfied with their work. I’m finally seeing that those things also come from the hand of God. 25Without his help, who can eat or find pleasure? 26God gives wisdom, knowledge and happiness to the person who pleases him. But to a sinner he gives the task of gathering and storing up wealth. Then the sinner must hand it over to the one who pleases God. That doesn’t have any meaning either. It’s like chasing the wind.
