For thou shalt eat the labour of thine hands: happy shalt thou be, and it shall be well with thee.

That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.

Lest strangers be filled with thy wealth; and thy labours be in the house of a stranger;

The labour of the righteous tendeth to life: the fruit of the wicked to sin.

Wealth gotten by vanity shall be diminished: but he that gathereth by labour shall increase.

In all labour there is profit: but the talk of the lips tendeth only to penury.

He that laboureth laboureth for himself; for his mouth craveth it of him.

The desire of the slothful killeth him; for his hands refuse to labour.

Labour not to be rich: cease from thine own wisdom.

What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the sun?

All things are full of labour; man cannot utter it: the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing.

And whatsoever mine eyes desired I kept not from them, I withheld not my heart from any joy; for my heart rejoiced in all my labour: and this was my portion of all my labour.

Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do: and, behold, all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun.

Yea, I hated all my labour which I had taken under the sun: because I should leave it unto the man that shall be after me.

And who knoweth whether he shall be a wise man or a fool? yet shall he have rule over all my labour wherein I have laboured, and wherein I have shewed myself wise under the sun. This is also vanity.

Therefore I went about to cause my heart to despair of all the labour which I took under the sun.

For there is a man whose labour is in wisdom, and in knowledge, and in equity; yet to a man that hath not laboured therein shall he leave it for his portion. This also is vanity and a great evil.

For what hath man of all his labour, and of the vexation of his heart, wherein he hath laboured under the sun?

There is nothing better for a man, than that he should eat and drink, and that he should make his soul enjoy good in his labour. This also I saw, that it was from the hand of God.

What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth?

And also that every man should eat and drink, and enjoy the good of all his labour, it is the gift of God.

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.

Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour.

The sleep of a labouring man is sweet, whether he eat little or much: but the abundance of the rich will not suffer him to sleep.

As he came forth of his mother's womb, naked shall he return to go as he came, and shall take nothing of his labour, which he may carry away in his hand.