is of few days and full of trouble.
He also flees like a shadow, and doesn’t continue.
and bring me into judgment with you?
the number of his months is with you,
and you have appointed his bounds that he cannot pass.
until he will accomplish, as a hireling, his day.
if it is cut down, that it will sprout again,
that the tender branch of it will not cease.
and its stock dies in the ground,
and put forth boughs like a plant.
Yes, man gives up the spirit, and where is he?
and the river wastes and dries up,
Until the heavens are no more, they will not awake,
nor be roused out of their sleep.
that you would keep me secret until your wrath is past,
that you would appoint me a set time,
and remember me!
All the days of my warfare would I wait,
until my release should come.
You would have a desire to the work of your hands.
Do not you watch over my sin?
You fasten up my iniquity.
The rock is removed out of its place.
The torrents of it wash away the dust of the earth.
So you destroy the hope of man.
You change his face and send him away.
They are brought low, but he doesn’t perceive it of them.
and his soul inside him mourns.”