⁶ Let your eyes be turned away from him, and take your hand from him, so that he may have pleasure at the end of his day, like a servant working for payment.

¹⁹ How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?

¹ Has not man his ordered time of trouble on the earth? and are not his days like the days of a servant working for payment?

² As a servant desiring the shades of evening, and a workman looking for his payment:

¹³ Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.

¹⁶ I have no desire for life, I would not be living for ever! Keep away from me, for my days are as a breath.

²⁰ Are not the days of my life small in number? Let your eyes be turned away from me, so that I may have a little pleasure,

¹ For the kingdom of heaven is like the master of a house, who went out early in the morning to get workers into his vine-garden.

² And when he had made an agreement with the workmen for a penny a day, he sent them into his vine-garden.

³ And he went out about the third hour, and saw others in the market-place doing nothing;

⁴ And he said to them, Go into the vine-garden with the others, and whatever is right I will give you. And they went to work.

⁵ Again he went out about the sixth and the ninth hour, and did the same.

⁶ And about the eleventh hour he went out and saw others doing nothing; and he says to them, Why are you here all the day doing nothing?

⁷ They say to him, Because no man has given us work. He says to them, Go in with the rest, into the vine-garden.

⁸ And when evening came, the lord of the vine-garden said to his manager, Let the workers come, and give them their payment, from the last to the first.