Job 14:7-22 ▼

7 For there is hope of a tree, If it be cut down, that it will sprout again, And that the tender branch thereof will not cease.

8 Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, And the stock thereof die in the ground;

9 Yet through the scent of water it will bud, And put forth boughs like a plant.

10 But man dieth, and lieth low; Yea, man perisheth, and where is he?

11 As the waters fail from the sea, And the river is drained dry;

12 So man lieth down and riseth not; Till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, Nor be roused out of their sleep.

13 Oh that Thou wouldest hide me in the nether-world, That Thou wouldest keep me secret, until Thy wrath be past, That Thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!--

14 If a man die, may he live again? All the days of my service would I wait, till my relief should come--

15 Thou wouldest call, and I would answer Thee; Thou wouldest have a desire to the work of Thy hands.

16 But now Thou numberest my steps, Thou dost not even wait for my sin;

17 My transgression is sealed up in a bag, And Thou heapest up mine iniquity.

18 And surely the mountain falling crumbleth away, And the rock is removed out of its place;

19 The waters wear the stones; The overflowings thereof wash away the dust of the earth; So Thou destroyest the hope of man.

20 Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth; Thou changest his countenance, and sendest him away.

21 His sons come to honour, and he knoweth it not; And they are brought low, but he regardeth them not.

22 But his flesh grieveth for him, And his soul mourneth over him.