⁸ There was a man all alone;
    he had neither son nor brother.
There was no end to his toil,
    yet his eyes were not content^(A) with his wealth.
“For whom am I toiling,” he asked,
    “and why am I depriving myself of enjoyment?”
This too is meaningless—
    a miserable business!

¹⁶ Better a little with the fear of the Lord
    than great wealth with turmoil.^(A)

¹⁷ Better a small serving of vegetables with love
    than a fattened calf with hatred.^(A)

⁸ Better a little with righteousness
    than much gain^(A) with injustice.^(B)