Ecclesiastes 2:17

So I hated life, because what is done under the sun was grievous to me, for all is vanity and a striving after wind.

So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. All of it is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.

Therefore, I hated life because the work that was done under the sun was distressing to me. For everything is futile and a pursuit of the wind.

So I came to hate life because everything done here under the sun is so troubling. Everything is meaningless—like chasing the wind.

So I hated life because the work done under the sun is grievous to me. For everything is vanity and chasing wind!

Therefore I hated life; because the work that is wrought under the sun is grievous unto me: for all is vanity and vexation of spirit.