The of Ecclesiastes
Chapter 4:1-3
1 So I turned and considered all the oppressions that are wrought under the sun, and behold, the tears of the oppressed, and none comforteth them, and lo, the strength is of the hand of them that oppress them, and none comforteth them.
2 Wherefore I praised the dead which now are dead, above the living, which are yet alive.
3 And I count him better than them both, which hath not yet been: for he hath not seen the evil works which are wrought under the sun
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