Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind:

Who maketh his angels spirits; his ministers a flaming fire:

Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away their breath, they die, and return to their dust.

Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created: and thou renewest the face of the earth.

Because they provoked his spirit, so that he spake unadvisedly with his lips.

For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof.

He causeth the vapours to ascend from the ends of the earth; he maketh lightnings for the rain; he bringeth the wind out of his treasuries.

They have ears, but they hear not; neither is there any breath in their mouths.

Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.

Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.

Hear me speedily, O LORD: my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God: thy spirit is good; lead me into the land of uprightness.

His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.

He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.

Fire, and hail; snow, and vapour; stormy wind fulfilling his word:

Turn you at my reproof: behold, I will pour out my spirit unto you, I will make known my words unto you.

A talebearer revealeth secrets: but he that is of a faithful spirit concealeth the matter.

He that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind: and the fool shall be servant to the wise of heart.

He that is slow to wrath is of great understanding: but he that is hasty of spirit exalteth folly.

A wholesome tongue is a tree of life: but perverseness therein is a breach in the spirit.

A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance: but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.

All the ways of a man are clean in his own eyes; but the LORD weigheth the spirits.

Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.

Better it is to be of an humble spirit with the lowly, than to divide the spoil with the proud.

He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty; and he that ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city.

A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones.

He that hath knowledge spareth his words: and a man of understanding is of an excellent spirit.

The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity; but a wounded spirit who can bear?

Whoso boasteth himself of a false gift is like clouds and wind without rain.

The north wind driveth away rain: so doth an angry countenance a backbiting tongue.

He that hath no rule over his own spirit is like a city that is broken down, and without walls.

Whosoever hideth her hideth the wind, and the ointment of his right hand, which bewrayeth itself.

A fool uttereth all his mind: but a wise man keepeth it in till afterwards.

A man's pride shall bring him low: but honour shall uphold the humble in spirit.

Who hath ascended up into heaven, or descended? who hath gathered the wind in his fists? who hath bound the waters in a garment? who hath established all the ends of the earth? what is his name, and what is his son's name, if thou canst tell?

The wind goeth toward the south, and turneth about unto the north; it whirleth about continually, and the wind returneth again according to his circuits.

I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit.

And I gave my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly: I perceived that this also is vexation of spirit.

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.

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.

For God giveth to a man that is good in his sight wisdom, and knowledge, and joy: but to the sinner he giveth travail, to gather and to heap up, that he may give to him that is good before God. This also is vanity and vexation of spirit.

For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth beasts; even one thing befalleth them: as the one dieth, so dieth the other; yea, they have all one breath; so that a man hath no preeminence above a beast: for all is vanity.

Who knoweth the spirit of man that goeth upward, and the spirit of the beast that goeth downward to the earth?

Again, I considered all travail, and every right work, that for this a man is envied of his neighbour. This is also vanity and vexation of spirit.

Better is an handful with quietness, than both the hands full with travail and vexation of spirit.

There is no end of all the people, even of all that have been before them: they also that come after shall not rejoice in him. Surely this also is vanity and vexation of spirit.

And this also is a sore evil, that in all points as he came, so shall he go: and what profit hath he that hath laboured for the wind?

Better is the sight of the eyes than the wandering of the desire: this is also vanity and vexation of spirit.

Better is the end of a thing than the beginning thereof: and the patient in spirit is better than the proud in spirit.