1Man that is born of a woman
2He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down:
3And dost thou open thine eyes upon such a one,
4Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean?
5Seeing his days are determined,
6Turn from him, that he may rest,
7For there is hope of a tree,
8Though the root thereof wax old in the earth,
9Yet through the sent of water it will bud,
10But man dieth, and wasteth away:
11As the waters fail from the sea,
12So man lieth down, and riseth not:
13O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave,
14If a man die, shall he live again?
15Thou shalt call, and I will answer thee:
16For now thou numberest my steps:
17My transgression is sealed up in a bag,
18And surely the mountain falling cometh to nought,
19The waters wear the stones:
20Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth:
21His sons come to honour, and he knoweth it not;
22But his flesh upon him shall have pain,