Job Speaks of the Finality of Death
1“Man, who is born of woman,
2“Like a flower he comes forth and withers.
3“Thou also dost open Thine eyes on him,
4“Who can make the clean out of the unclean?
5“Since his days are determined,
6“Turn Thy gaze from him that he may rest,
7“For there is hope for a tree,
8“Though its roots grow old in the ground,
9At the scent of water it will flourish
10“But man dies and lies prostrate.
11“As water evaporates from the sea,
12So man lies down and does not rise.
13“Oh that Thou wouldst hide me in Sheol,
14“If a man dies, will he live again?
15“Thou wilt call, and I will answer Thee;
16“For now Thou dost number my steps,
17“My transgression is sealed up in a bag,
18“But the falling mountain crumbles away,
19Water wears away stones,
20“Thou dost forever overpower him and he departs;
21“His sons achieve honor, but he does not know it;
22“But his body pains him,