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Job 14 MSG/NIV - Online Parallel Bible

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1 "We're all adrift in the same boat: too few days, too many troubles. 1 "Man born of woman is of few days and full of trouble.
2 We spring up like wildflowers in the desert and then wilt, transient as the shadow of a cloud. 2 He springs up like a flower and withers away; like a fleeting shadow, he does not endure.
3 Do you occupy your time with such fragile wisps? Why even bother hauling me into court? 3 Do you fix your eye on such a one? Will you bring him before you for judgment?
4 There's nothing much to us to start with; how do you expect us to amount to anything? 4 Who can bring what is pure from the impure? No one!
5 Mortals have a limited life span. You've already decided how long we'll live - you set the boundary and no one can cross it. 5 Man's days are determined; you have decreed the number of his months and have set limits he cannot exceed.
6 So why not give us a break? Ease up! Even ditchdiggers get occasional days off. 6 So look away from him and let him alone, till he has put in his time like a hired man.
7 For a tree there is always hope. Chop it down and it still has a chance - its roots can put out fresh sprouts. 7 "At least there is hope for a tree: If it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its new shoots will not fail.
8 Even if its roots are old and gnarled, its stump long dormant, 8 Its roots may grow old in the ground and its stump die in the soil,
9 At the first whiff of water it comes to life, buds and grows like a sapling. 9 yet at the scent of water it will bud and put forth shoots like a plant.
10 But men and women? They die and stay dead. They breathe their last, and that's it. 10 But man dies and is laid low; he breathes his last and is no more.
11 Like lakes and rivers that have dried up, parched reminders of what once was, 11 As water disappears from the sea or a riverbed becomes parched and dry,
12 So mortals lie down and never get up, never wake up again - never. 12 so man lies down and does not rise; till the heavens are no more, men will not awake or be roused from their sleep.
13 Why don't you just bury me alive, get me out of the way until your anger cools? But don't leave me there! Set a date when you'll see me again. 13 "If only you would hide me in the grave and conceal me till your anger has passed! If only you would set me a time and then remember me!
14 If we humans die, will we live again? That's my question. All through these difficult days I keep hoping, waiting for the final change - for resurrection! 14 If a man dies, will he live again? All the days of my hard service I will wait for my renewal to come.
15 Homesick with longing for the creature you made, you'll call - and I'll answer! 15 You will call and I will answer you; you will long for the creature your hands have made.
16 You'll watch over every step I take, but you won't keep track of my missteps. 16 Surely then you will count my steps but not keep track of my sin.
17 My sins will be stuffed in a sack and thrown into the sea - sunk in deep ocean. 17 My offenses will be sealed up in a bag; you will cover over my sin.
18 "Meanwhile, mountains wear down and boulders break up, 18 "But as a mountain erodes and crumbles and as a rock is moved from its place,
19 Stones wear smooth and soil erodes, as you relentlessly grind down our hope. 19 as water wears away stones and torrents wash away the soil, so you destroy man's hope.
20 You're too much for us. As always, you get the last word. We don't like it and our faces show it, but you send us off anyway. 20 You overpower him once for all, and he is gone; you change his countenance and send him away.
21 If our children do well for themselves, we never know it; if they do badly, we're spared the hurt. 21 If his sons are honored, he does not know it; if they are brought low, he does not see it.
22 Body and soul, that's it for us - a lifetime of pain, a lifetime of sorrow." 22 He feels but the pain of his own body and mourns only for himself."