Job 14 — The Holy Bible

“For mortal man born of woman

Is short-lived and full of wrath.

He falls like a flower that blooms,

And like a shadow, he does not continue.

Have You not taken account of him

And brought him to judgment before You?

For who shall be pure from uncleanness? No one.

Even if his life is but one day upon the earth,

His months are numbered by You.

You appointed a time for him, and he cannot exceed it.

Depart from him that he may rest,

And let him be pleased with his life as a hired laborer.

I Will Wait until I Arise!

“For there is hope for a tree, even if it is cut down,

That it will sprout again, and its tender shoots will not fail.

For though its root may grow old in the earth

And its stump may die in the rocky ground,

Yet at the scent of water it will bud

And bring forth a crop like one newly planted.

But a man who dies is utterly gone,

And when a mortal has fallen, he is no more.

For in time the sea is drawn down,

And a river stops flowing,

And the river bed dries up.

So too, when man falls asleep in death, he will not rise,

For the dead will not awake until heaven is dissolved.

“For would that You had kept me in the grave,

That You had hidden me until Your wrath ceases,

And that You would appoint me a set time

In which You would remember me.

For will man live again

After he completes his course of life and dies?

I will wait until I arise.

Then You will call, and I will answer You,

But do not cast away the works of Your hands.

For You have numbered my practices,

And not one of my sins will escape You.

You sealed up my lawlessness in a bag

And marked if I transgressed unwillingly.

“Truly a mountain falls and crumbles in pieces;

And a rock wears out in its place.

Waters wear away stones,

And overflowing torrents wash away the soil of the earth;

And You destroy the duration of man.

You push him to his end, and he is gone.

You set your face against him and send him away.

If his children multiply themselves, he does not know it,

And if they be few, he does not perceive it.

But the muscles of his body feel pain,

And his soul grieves.