Under the Sun Lyrics

Vanity of vanities, all is vanity

And what profit has a man for his labour under the sun?

A generation passes, another comes again

But the earth abides forever

The sun comes up and it goes down

Ceaseless wind blows round and round

The rivers run into the sea and it never overflows

So what profit has a man for his labour under the sun

When all is vanity?

And there's nothing new under the sun

For all there is has ever been

And what good is for the sons of men that they do under heaven

In all the years of their vanity?

I applied my heart to everything I did under the sun

I thought to seek out all the deeds that living man has done

The eye is never satisfied or the ear completely filled

To what end is all our labour?

I've seen the place of judgment, that wickedness is there

And I've seen the place of righteousness and iniquity is there

I've seen all the oppressions that are done under the sun

And all their lies are vanity

And there's nothing new under the sun

For all there is has ever been

Who can tell what shall be after man, who passes like a shadow

With every work and every deed

The race does not go to the swift, nor the battle to the strong

Favour not to men of skill, fate happens to them all

And what profit has a man for his labour under the sun?


Vanity of vanities

There's nothing better for a man

Than to work in day light while he can

Feasting drinking happily, being joyful with his family

For all this is the gift of God given him to make him glad

All the days of his vanity

And there's nothing new under the sun

For all there is has ever been

But to fear and serve the living God is the whole conclusion

For perfect peace and life serene

And there's nothing new under the sun

And there's nothing new under the sun

And there's nothing new under the sun

And there's nothing new under the sun

And there's nothing new under the sun

And there's nothing new under the sun

And there's nothing new under the sun

And there's nothing new under the sun