Rotherham - Job - 14

14:1  Man that is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble:

14:2  As a flower, he cometh forth—and fadeth, He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.

14:3  And yet upon such a one as this, hast thou opened thine eye? And, him, wouldst thou bring into judgment with thee?

14:4  Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? Not one!

14:5  If determined am his days, the number of his months, is with thee, Fixed times for him, thou hast appointed and he cannot go beyond.

14:6  Look sway from him, that he may rest, Till he shall pay off, as a hireling, his day.

14:7  Though there is—for a tree—hope,—if it should be cut down, that, again, it will grow, and, the tender branch thereof, will not cease;

14:8  If its root, should become old in the earth, and, in the dust, its stock should die:

14:9  Through the scent of water, it may break forth, and produce branches like a sapling,

14:10  Yet, man, dieth, and is prostrate, Yea the son of earth doth cease to breathe, and where is he?

14:11  Waters, have failed from, the sea, and, a river, may waste and dry up;

14:12  So, a man, hath lain down, and shall not arise, until there are no heavens, they shall not awake, nor be roused up out of their sleep.

14:13  Oh that, in hades, thou wouldst hide me! that thou wouldst keep me secret, until the turn of thine anger, that thou wouldst set for me a fixed time, and remember me:

14:14  If a man die, can he live again? All the days of my warfare, would I wait, until my relief should come:—

14:15  Thou shouldst call, and, I, would answer thee,—For the work of thine own hand, thou shouldst long.

14:16  For, now, my steps, thou countest, Thou wilt not pass over my sin:

14:17  Sealed up in a bag, is my transgression, and thou hast glued over mine iniquity.

14:18  But, in very deed, a mountain falling, will lie prostrate, or, a rock moved out of its place:

14:19  Stones, have been hollowed out by waters, the floods thereof wash away the dust of the earth, and, the hope of mortal man, thou hast destroyed:

14:20  Thou dost overpower him utterly, and he departeth, Disfiguring his face, so, hast thou sent him away.

14:21  His sons, come to honour, and he knoweth it not, Or they are brought low, and he perceiveth it not of them.

14:22  But, his flesh, for himself, is in pain, and, his soul, for himself, doth mourn.