Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.

And dost thou open thine eyes upon such an one, and bringest me into judgment with thee?

Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months are with thee, thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;

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.

Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.

As the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth up:

O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, that thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!

Thou shalt call, and I will answer thee: thou wilt have a desire to the work of thine hands.

My transgression is sealed up in a bag, and thou sewest up mine iniquity.

The waters wear the stones: thou washest away the things which grow out of the dust of the earth; and thou destroyest the hope of man.

His sons come to honour, and he knoweth it not; and they are brought low, but he perceiveth it not of them.