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Job 14

1 We are all born weak and helpless. All lead the same short, troubled life.

1 “Mortals, born of woman, are of few days and full of trouble.

2 We grow and wither as quickly as flowers; we disappear like shadows.

2 They spring up like flowers and wither away; like fleeting shadows, they do not endure.

3 Will you even look at me, God, or put me on trial and judge me?

3 Do you fix your eye on them? Will you bring them before you for judgment?

4 Nothing clean can ever come from anything as unclean as human beings.

4 Who can bring what is pure from the impure? No one!

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.

5 A person’s days are determined; you have decreed the number of his months and have set limits he cannot exceed.

6 Look away from us and leave us alone; let us enjoy our hard life - if we can.

6 So look away from him and let him alone, till he has put in his time like a hired laborer.

7 There is hope for a tree that has been cut down; it can come back to life and sprout.

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 though its roots grow old, and its stump dies in the ground,

8 Its roots may grow old in the ground and its stump die in the soil,

9 with water it will sprout like a young plant.

9 yet at the scent of water it will bud and put forth shoots like a plant.

10 But we die, and that is the end of us; we die, and where are we then?

10 But a man dies and is laid low; he breathes his last and is no more.

11 Like rivers that stop running, and lakes that go dry,

11 As the water of a lake dries up or a riverbed becomes parched and dry,

12 people die, never to rise. They will never wake up while the sky endures; they will never stir from their sleep.

12 so he lies down and does not rise; till the heavens are no more, people will not awake or be roused from their sleep.

13 I wish you would hide me in the world of the dead; let me be hidden until your anger is over, and then set a time to remember me.

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 a man dies, can he come back to life? But I will wait for better times, wait till this time of trouble is ended.

14 If someone dies, will they live again? All the days of my hard service I will wait for my renewal to come.

15 Then you will call, and I will answer, and you will be pleased with me, your creature.

15 You will call and I will answer you; you will long for the creature your hands have made.

16 Then you will watch every step I take, but you will not keep track of my sins.

16 Surely then you will count my steps but not keep track of my sin.

17 You will forgive them and put them away; you will wipe out all the wrongs I have done.

17 My offenses will be sealed up in a bag; you will cover over my sin.

18 There comes a time when mountains fall and solid cliffs are moved away.

18 “But as a mountain erodes and crumbles and as a rock is moved from its place,

19 Water will wear down rocks, and heavy rain will wash away the soil; so you destroy our hope for life.

19 as water wears away stones and torrents wash away the soil, so you destroy a person’s hope.

20 You overpower us and send us away forever; our faces are twisted in death.

20 You overpower them once for all, and they are gone; you change their countenance and send them away.

21 Our children win honor, but we never know it, nor are we told when they are disgraced.

21 If their children are honored, they do not know it; if their offspring are brought low, they do not see it.

22 We feel only the pain of our own bodies and the grief of our own minds.

22 They feel but the pain of their own bodies and mourn only for themselves.”