14:1 Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.
14:2 He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
14:3 And dost thou open thine eyes upon such an one, and bringest me into judgment with thee?
14:4 Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? not one.
14:6 Turn from him, that he may rest, till he shall accomplish, as an hireling, his day.
14:8 Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground;
14:9 Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.
14:10 But man dieth, and wasteth away: yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?
14:11 As the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth up:
14:15 Thou shalt call, and I will answer thee: thou wilt have a desire to the work of thine hands.
14:16 For now thou numberest my steps: dost thou not watch over my sin?
14:17 My transgression is sealed up in a bag, and thou sewest up mine iniquity.
14:18 And surely the mountain falling cometh to nought, and the rock is removed out of his place.
14:22 But his flesh upon him shall have pain, and his soul within him shall mourn.