Always self
Ecclesiastes 4:4 New English Translation
Labor Motivated by Envy
4 Then I considered all the skillful work that is done:
Surely it is nothing more than competition between one person and another.
This also is profitless—like chasing the wind.
“Sorry-full and pitiful. “ Yes, that is me!
Moving on to the strength of others in this race
Ignoring The Lord and beaten in my greed
In search of fleshly glory written on my face
The end is clearly before me from the beginning
The starting blocks I moved for my advantage
I started already running before the first inning
To defeat all others with me as I acted like a savage
Now the end of the race with the finish line in sight
To quench my thirst, I steal water from the fallen
I need to finish well for admiration in the lime-light
For all to see in esteem as my name, they’re calling
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