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 thou open thine eyes upon such an one,
and bringest me into judgment with thee?
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 thee,
thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;
6 Turn from him,
that he may rest,
till he shall accomplish,
as an 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 ghost,
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 thou wouldest hide me in the grave,
that thou wouldest keep me secret,
until thy wrath be past,
that thou 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 Thou shalt call,
and I will answer thee:
thou wilt have a desire to the work of thine hands.
16 For now thou numberest my steps:
dost thou not watch over my sin?
17 My transgression is sealed up in a bag,
and thou sewest up mine iniquity.
18 And surely the mountain falling cometh to nought,
and the rock is removed out of his place.
19 The waters wear the stones:
thou washest away the things which grow out of the dust of the earth;
and thou destroyest the hope of man.
20 Thou prevailest for ever against him,
and he passeth:
thou changest his countenance,
and sendest him away.
21 His sons come to honour,
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.
