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Job 14

Common English Bible CEB

1 All of us are born of women, have few days, and are full of turmoil.

2 Like a flower, we bloom, then wither, flee like a shadow, and don't last.

3 (Yes, you open your eyes on this one; you bring me into trial against you.)

4 Who can make pure from impure? Nobody.

5 If our days are fixed, the number of our months with you, you set a statute and we can't exceed it.

6 Look away from us that we may rest, until we are satisfied like a worker at day's end.

7 Indeed there is hope for a tree. If it's cut down and still sprouting and its shoots don't fail,

8 if its roots age in the ground and its stump dies in the dust,

9 at the scent of water, it will bud and produce sprouts like a plant.

10 But a human dies and lies there; a person expires, and where is he?

11 Water vanishes from the sea; a river dries up completely.

12 But a human lies down and doesn't rise until the heavens cease; they don't get up and awaken from sleep.

13 I wish you would hide me in the underworld, conceal me until your anger passes, set a time for me, and remember me.

14 If people die, will they live again? All the days of my service I would wait until my restoration took place.

15 You would call, and I would answer you; you would long for your handiwork.

16 Though you now number my steps, you would not keep a record of my sin.

17 My rebellion is sealed in a bag; you would cover my sin.

18 But an eroding mountain breaks up, and rock is displaced.

19 Water wears away boulders; floods carry away soil; you destroy a people's hope.

20 You overpower them relentlessly, and they die; you change their appearance and send them away.

21 Their children achieve honor, and they don't know it; their children become insignificant, and they don't see it.

22 They only feel the pain of their body, and they mourn for themselves.

The Message Bible MSG

1 "We're all adrift in the same boat: too few days, too many troubles.

2 We spring up like wildflowers in the desert and then wilt, transient as the shadow of a cloud.

3 Do you occupy your time with such fragile wisps? Why even bother hauling me into court?

4 There's nothing much to us to start with; how do you expect us to amount to anything?

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.

6 So why not give us a break? Ease up! Even ditchdiggers get occasional days off.

7 For a tree there is always hope. Chop it down and it still has a chance - its roots can put out fresh sprouts.

8 Even if its roots are old and gnarled, its stump long dormant,

9 At the first whiff of water it comes to life, buds and grows like a sapling.

10 But men and women? They die and stay dead. They breathe their last, and that's it.

11 Like lakes and rivers that have dried up, parched reminders of what once was,

12 So mortals lie down and never get up, never wake up again - never.

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.

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!

15 Homesick with longing for the creature you made, you'll call - and I'll answer!

16 You'll watch over every step I take, but you won't keep track of my missteps.

17 My sins will be stuffed in a sack and thrown into the sea - sunk in deep ocean.

18 "Meanwhile, mountains wear down and boulders break up,

19 Stones wear smooth and soil erodes, as you relentlessly grind down our 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.

21 If our children do well for themselves, we never know it; if they do badly, we're spared the hurt.

22 Body and soul, that's it for us - a lifetime of pain, a lifetime of sorrow."