Job 14:1-7

1 We are all born weak and helpless. 1 All lead the same short, troubled life.
2 We grow and wither as quickly as flowers; we disappear like shadows.
3 Will you even look at me, God, or put me on trial and judge me?
4 Nothing clean can ever come from anything as unclean as human beings.
5 The length of our lives is decided beforehand - the number of months we will live. You have settled it, and it can't be changed.
6 Look away from us and leave us alone; let us enjoy our hard life - if we can.
7 There is hope for a tree that has been cut down; it can come back to life and sprout.