Ecclesiastes 12:4
when the doors to the street are shut and the sound of the mill fades away, when one rises at the sound of a bird and all the daughters of song grow faint,
Berean Standard Bible
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Study note
Setting — The Teacher addresses humanity in a poetic catalog of aging, describing the physical decline that precedes death. He speaks to all readers as he lists the progressive failure of the body's faculties.
The words — `סֻגְּר֤וּ (su.ge.Ru)` translates literally to "they will be shut up," and `הַֽ/טַּחֲנָ֑ה (ha./ta.cha.Nah)` means "the grinding mill." These terms anchor the verse in the concrete imagery of a household falling silent.
The thread — The motif of shut doors and fading domestic sounds appears in Jeremiah 25:10 and Revelation 18:22 as markers of desolation. In 2 Samuel 19:35, a speaker similarly notes the loss of sensory discernment in advanced age.
Why it lands — The text demands recognition that physical decay inevitably halts daily labor and communal noise. It requires the reader to confront the cessation of bodily function without offering comfort beyond the observation itself.
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The Hebrew words
King James Version
And the doors shall be shut in the streets, when the sound of the grinding is low, and he shall rise up at the voice of the bird, and all the daughters of musick shall be brought low;
Cross-references
- Jeremiah 25:10 Moreover, I will banish from them the sounds of joy and gladness, the voices of the bride and bridegroom, the sound of the millstones, and the light of the lamp.
- 2 Samuel 19:35 I am now eighty years old. Can I discern what is good and what is not? Can your servant taste what he eats or drinks? Can I still hear the voice of singing men and women? Why should your servant be an added burden to my lord the king?
- Revelation 18:22 And the sound of harpists and musicians, of flute players and trumpeters, will never ring out in you again. Nor will any craftsmen of any trade be found in you again, nor the sound of a millstone be heard in you again.