Ecclesiastes 4:5
The fool foldeth his hands together, and eateth his own flesh.
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Ecclesiastes 4:5
The fool foldeth his hands together, and eateth his own flesh.
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Ecclesiastes 4:8
There is one alone, and there is not a second; yea, he hath neither child nor brother: yet is there no end of all his labour; neither is his eye satisfied with riches; neither saith he, For whom do I labour, and bereave my soul of good? This is also vanity, yea, it is a sore travail.
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