Ecclesiastes

I form the light, and create darkness: I make peace, and create evil: I the Lord do all these things.

That which is crooked cannot be made straight: and that which is wanting cannot be numbered.

Behold, he breaketh down, and it cannot be built again: he shutteth up a man, and there can be no opening.

I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all.

And the harp, and the viol, the tabret, and pipe, and wine, are in their feasts: but they regard not the work of the Lord, neither consider the operation of his hands.