Eclesiastés/Qohelet 12

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1 Acuérdate de tu Creador en tus días mozos, mientras no vengan los días malos, y se echen encima años en que dirás: «No me agradan»;	1 Remember your Creator in the days of your youth, before the time of affliction arrives and the years draw near, about which you will say, “These do not please me.”
2 mientras no se nublen el sol y la luz, la luna y las estrellas, y retornen las nubles tras la lluvia;	2 Before the sun, and the light, and the moon, and the stars are darkened and the clouds return after the rain,
3 cuando tiemblen los guardas de palacio y se doblen los guerreros, se paren las moledoras, por quedar pocas, se queden a oscuras las que miran por las ventanas,	3 when the guardians of the house will tremble, and the strongest men will waver, and those who grind grain will be idle, except for a small number, and those who look through the keyholes will be darkened.
4 y se cierren las puertas de la calle, ahogándose el son del molino; cundo uno se levante al canto del pájaro, y se enmudezcan todas las canciones.	4 And they will close the doors to the street, when the voice of he who grinds the grain will be humbled, and they will be disturbed at the sound of a flying thing, and all the daughters of song shall become deaf.
5 También la altura da recelo, y hay sustos en el camino, florece el almendro, está grávida la langosta, y pierde su sabor la alcaparra; y es que el hombre se va a su eterna morada, y circulan por la calle los del duelo;	5 Likewise, they will fear the things above them, and they will dread the way. The almond tree will flourish; the locust will be fattened; and the caper plant will scattered, because man shall go into the house of his eternity, and the mourners shall wander around in the street.
6 mientras no se quiebre la hebra de plata, se rompa la bolita de oro, se haga añicos el cántaro contra la fuente, se caiga la polea dentro del pozo,	6 Before the silver cord is broken, and the golden band pulls away, and the pitcher is crushed over the fountain, and the wheel is broken above the cistern,
7 vuelva el polvo a la tierra, a lo que era, y el espíritu vuelva a Dios que es quien lo dio.	7 and the dust returns to its earth, from which it was, and the spirit returns to God, who granted it.
8 ¡Vanidad de vanidades! - dice Cohélet -: ¡todo vanidad!	8 Vanity of vanities, said Ecclesiastes, and all is vanity!
9 Cohélet, a más de ser un sabio, enseñó doctrina al pueblo. Ponderó e investigó, compuso muchos proberbios.	9 And since Ecclesiastes was very wise, he taught the people, and he described what he had accomplished. And while searching, he composed many parables.
10 Cohélet trabajó mucho en inventar frases felices, y escribir bien sentencias verídicas.	10 He sought useful words, and he wrote most righteous words, which were full of truth.
11 Las palabras de los sabios son como aguijadas, o como estacas hincadas, puertas por un pastor para controlar el rebaño.	11 The words of the wise are like a goad, and like nails deeply fastened, which, through the counsel of teachers, are set forth by one pastor.
12 Lo que de ellas se saca, hijo mío, es ilustrarse. Componer muchos libros es nunca acabar, y estudiar demasiado daña la salud.	12 You should require no more than this, my son. For there is no end to the making of many books. And excessive study is an affliction to the flesh.
13 Basta de palabras. Todo está dicho. Teme a Dios y guarda sus mandamientos, que eso es ser hombre cabal.	13 Let us all listen together to the end of the discourse. Fear God, and observe his commandments. This is everything for man.
14 Porque toda obra la emplazará Dios a juicio, también todo lo oculto, a ver si es bueno o malo.	14 And so, for all that is done and for each error, God will bring judgment: whether it was good or evil.