| Chapter 14 |
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Man, that is born of a woman, Is of few days, and full of trouble. -
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He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not. -
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And dost thou open thine eyes upon such a one, And bringest me into judgment with thee? -
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Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? not one. -
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Seeing his days are determined, The number of his months is with thee, And thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass; -
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Look away from him, that he may rest, Till he shall accomplish, as a hireling, his day. -
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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. -
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Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, And the stock thereof die in the ground; -
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Yet through the scent of water it will bud, And put forth boughs like a plant. -
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But man dieth, and is laid low: Yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he? -
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[As] the waters fail from the sea, And the river wasteth and drieth up; -
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So man lieth down and riseth not: Till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, Nor be roused out of their sleep. -
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Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me! -
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If a man die, shall he live [again]? All the days of my warfare would I wait, Till my release should come. -
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Thou wouldest call, and I would answer thee: Thou wouldest have a desire to the work of thy hands. -
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But now thou numberest my steps: Dost thou not watch over my sin? -
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My transgression is sealed up in a bag, And thou fastenest up mine iniquity. -
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But the mountain falling cometh to nought; And the rock is removed out of its place; -
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The waters wear the stones; The overflowings thereof wash away the dust of the earth: So thou destroyest the hope of man. -
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Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth; Thou changest his countenance, and sendest him away. -
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His sons come to honor, and he knoweth it not; And they are brought low, but he perceiveth it not of them. -
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But his flesh upon him hath pain, And his soul within him mourneth. -
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