*“Man, born of woman, lives but a few days, and they are full of trouble. *He grows up like a flower and then withers away; he flees like a shadow, and does not remain. *Do you fix your eye on such a one? And do you bring me before you for judgment?*Who can make a clean thing come from an unclean? No one!*Since man’s days are determined, the number of his months is under your control; you have set his limit and he cannot pass it.*Look away from him and let him desist, until he fulfills his time like a hired man.
The Inevitability of Death
*“But there is hope for a tree: If it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its new shoots will not fail.*Although its roots may grow old in the ground and its stump begins to die in the soil, *at the scent of water it will flourish and put forth shoots like a new plant.*But man dies and is powerless; he expires – and where is he? *As water disappears from the sea, or a river drains away and dries up,*so man lies down and does not rise; until the heavens are no more, they will not awake nor arise from their sleep.
The Possibility of Another Life
*“O that you would hide me in Sheol, and conceal me till your anger has passed! O that you would set me a time and then remember me! *If a man dies, will he live again? All the days of my hard service I will wait until my release comes. *You will call and I – I will answer you; you will long for the creature you have made.
The Present Condition
*“Surely now you count my steps; then you would not mark my sin. *My offenses would be sealed up in a bag; you would cover over my sin.*But as a mountain falls away and crumbles, and as a rock will be removed from its place,*as water wears away stones, and torrents wash away the soil, so you destroy man’s hope. *You overpower him once for all, and he departs; you change his appearance and send him away.*If his sons are honored, he does not know it; if they are brought low, he does not see it.*Only his flesh has pain for himself, and he mourns for himself.”
