Job 14
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1"Man, born of woman, lives but a few days, and they are full of trouble. 1“How frail is humanity! How short is life, how full of trouble!
2He grows up like a flower and then withers away; he flees like a shadow, and does not remain. 2We blossom like a flower and then wither. Like a passing shadow, we quickly disappear.
3Do you fix your eye on such a one? And do you bring me before you for judgment? 3Must you keep an eye on such a frail creature and demand an accounting from me?
4Who can make a clean thing come from an unclean? No one! 4Who can bring purity out of an impure person? No one!
5Since man's days are determined, the number of his months is under your control; you have set his limit and he cannot pass it. 5You have decided the length of our lives. You know how many months we will live, and we are not given a minute longer.
6Look away from him and let him desist, until he fulfills his time like a hired man. 6So leave us alone and let us rest! We are like hired hands, so let us finish our work in peace.
7"But there is hope for a tree: If it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its new shoots will not fail. 7“Even a tree has more hope! If it is cut down, it will sprout again and grow new branches.
8Although its roots may grow old in the ground and its stump begins to die in the soil, 8Though its roots have grown old in the earth and its stump decays,
9at the scent of water it will flourish and put forth shoots like a new plant. 9at the scent of water it will bud and sprout again like a new seedling.
10But man dies and is powerless; he expires--and where is he? 10“But when people die, their strength is gone. They breathe their last, and then where are they?
11As water disappears from the sea, or a river drains away and dries up, 11As water evaporates from a lake and a river disappears in drought,
12so man lies down and does not rise; until the heavens are no more, they will not awake nor arise from their sleep. 12people are laid to rest and do not rise again. Until the heavens are no more, they will not wake up nor be roused from their sleep.
13"O that you would hide me in Sheol, and conceal me till your anger has passed! O that you would set me a time and then remember me! 13“I wish you would hide me in the grave and forget me there until your anger has passed. But mark your calendar to think of me again!
14If a man dies, will he live again? All the days of my hard service I will wait until my release comes. 14Can the dead live again? If so, this would give me hope through all my years of struggle, and I would eagerly await the release of death.
15You will call and I--I will answer you; you will long for the creature you have made. 15You would call and I would answer, and you would yearn for me, your handiwork.
16"Surely now you count my steps; then you would not mark my sin. 16For then you would guard my steps, instead of watching for my sins.
17My offenses would be sealed up in a bag; you would cover over my sin. 17My sins would be sealed in a pouch, and you would cover my guilt.
18But as a mountain falls away and crumbles, and as a rock will be removed from its place, 18“But instead, as mountains fall and crumble and as rocks fall from a cliff,
19as water wears away stones, and torrents wash away the soil, so you destroy man's hope. 19as water wears away the stones and floods wash away the soil, so you destroy people’s hope.
20You overpower him once for all, and he departs; you change his appearance and send him away. 20You always overpower them, and they pass from the scene. You disfigure them in death and send them away.
21If his sons are honored, he does not know it; if they are brought low, he does not see it. 21They never know if their children grow up in honor or sink to insignificance.
22Only his flesh has pain for himself, and he mourns for himself." 22They suffer painfully; their life is full of trouble.”
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