Job 14:1-12 ▼

1 “Man, who is born of woman, Is short-lived and full of turmoil.

2 Like a flower he comes forth and withers. He also flees like a shadow and does not stand.

3 You also open Your eyes on him And bring me into judgment with Yourself.

4 Who can make the clean out of the unclean? No one!

5 Since his days are determined, The number of his months is with You; And his limits You have set so that he cannot pass.

6 Turn Your gaze from him that he may cease from toil, Until he accepts his day like a hired man.

7 “For there is hope for a tree, When it is cut down, that it will change back sprouting again, And its shoots will not cease.

8 Though its roots grow old in the ground And its stump dies in the dry soil,

9 At the scent of water it will flourish And put forth sprigs like a plant.

10 But man dies and lies prostrate. Man breathes his last, and where is he?

11 As water evaporates from the sea, And a river becomes parched and dried up,

12 So man lies down and does not rise. Until the heavens are no longer, He will not awake nor be aroused out of his sleep.