Job 14

1 Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.

2 He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down; he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.

3 And dost You open Your eyes upon such a one, and bringest me into judgment with You?

4 Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? Not one.

5 Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months are with You, You have appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;

6 Turn from him, that he may rest, till he shall accomplish, as a hireling, his day.

7 For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease.

8 Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground;

9 Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.

10 But man dieth, and wasteth away; yea, man giveth up the spirit, and where is he?

11 As the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth up,

12 So man lieth down, and riseth not; till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, nor be raised out of their sleep.

13 O that you wouldest hide me in the grave, that you wouldest keep me secret, until your wrath be past, that you wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!

14 If a man die, shall he live again? All the days of my appointed time will I wait, till my change come.

15 You shalt call, and I will answer you: You wilt have a desire to the work of Your hands.

16 For now You numberest my steps; dost You not watch over my sin?

17 My transgression is sealed up in a bag, and You sewest up mine iniquity.

18 And surely the mountain falling cometh to nought, and the rock is removed out of his place.

19 The water wears away the stones; You washest away the things which grow out of the dust of the earth; and You destroyest the hope of man.

20 You prevailest forever against him, and he passeth; You changest his countenance, and sendest him away.

21 His sons come to honor, and he knoweth it not; and they are brought low, but he perceiveth it not of them.

22 But his flesh upon him shall have pain, and his soul within him shall mourn.”