1"Man, who is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble.¶ 2He comes forth like a flower, and is cut down. 3Do you open your eyes on such a one, 4Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? 5Seeing his days are determined, 6Look away from him, that he may rest, 7"For there is hope for a tree, 8Though its root grows old in the earth, 9yet through the scent of water it will bud, 10But man dies, and is laid low. 11As the waters fail from the sea, 12so man lies down and doesn't rise. 13"Oh that you would hide me in Sheol, 14If a man dies, shall he live again? 15You would call, and I would answer you. 16But now you number my steps. 17My disobedience is sealed up in a bag. 18"But the mountain falling comes to nothing. 19The waters wear the stones. 20You forever prevail against him, and he departs. 21His sons come to honor, and he doesn't know it. 22But his flesh on him has pain,