Job 141For a mortal born of a woman is short-lived, and full of wrath. 2Or he falls like a flower that has bloomed, and he departs like a shadow, and cannot continue. 3Have You not taken account even of him, and caused him to enter into judgment before You? 4For who shall be pure from uncleanness? Not even one; 5if even his life should be but one day upon the earth, and his months are numbered by him: You have appointed him for a time, and he shall by no means exceed it. 6Depart from him, that he may be quiet, and take pleasure in his life, though as a hireling. 7For there is hope for a tree, even if it should be cut down, that it shall blossom again, and its branch shall not fail. 8For though its root should grow old in the earth, and its stem die in the rock, 9it will blossom from the scent of water, and will produce a crop, as one newly planted. 10But a man that has died is utterly gone, and when a mortal has fallen, he is no more. 11For the sea wastes in length of time, and a river fails, and is dried up. 12And man that has lain down in death shall certainly not rise again till the heaven be dissolved, and they shall not awake from their sleep. 13Oh that You had kept me in the grave, and had hidden me until Your wrath should cease, and You should set me a time in which You would remember me! 14For if a man should die, shall he live again, having accomplished the days of his life? I will wait till I exist again. 15Then shall You call, and I will answer You: but do not reject the work of Your hands. 16But You have numbered my devices: and not one of my sins shall escape You. 17And You have sealed up my transgressions in a bag, and marked if I have been guilty of any transgression unawares. 18And truly a mountain falling will utterly be destroyed, and a rock shall be worn out of its place. 19The waters wear the stones, and waters falling headlong overflow a heap of the earth; so You destroy the hope of man. 20You drive him to an end, and he is gone: You set Your face against him, and send him away; 21and though his children be multiplied, he knows it not; and if they be few, he is not aware. 22But his flesh is in pain, and his soul mourns.
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