1'Man, who is born of woman, Is short-lived and full of turmoil.
2'Like a flower he comes forth and withers. He also flees like a shadow and does not remain.
3'You also open Your eyes on him And bring him into judgment with Yourself.
4'Who can make the clean out of the unclean? No one!
5'Since his days are determined, The number of his months is with You; And his limits You have set so that he cannot pass.
6'Turn Your gaze from him that he may rest, Until he fulfills his day like a hired man.
7'For there is hope for a tree, When it is cut down, that it will sprout again, And its shoots will not fail.
8'Though its roots grow old in the ground And its stump dies in the dry soil,
9At the scent of water it will flourish And put forth sprigs like a plant.
10'But man dies and lies prostrate. Man expires, and where is he?
11'[As] water evaporates from the sea, And a river becomes parched and dried up,
12So man lies down and does not rise. Until the heavens are no longer, He will not awake nor be aroused out of his sleep.
13'Oh that You would hide me in Sheol, That You would conceal me until Your wrath returns [to You], That You would set a limit for me and remember me!
14'If a man dies, will he live [again]? All the days of my struggle I will wait Until my change comes.
15'You will call, and I will answer You; You will long for the work of Your hands.
16'For now You number my steps, You do not observe my sin.
17'My transgression is sealed up in a bag, And You wrap up my iniquity.
18'But the falling mountain crumbles away, And the rock moves from its place;
19Water wears away stones, Its torrents wash away the dust of the earth; So You destroy man's hope.
20'You forever overpower him and he departs; [You] change his appearance and send him away.
21'His sons achieve honor, but he does not know [it]; Or they become insignificant, but he does not perceive it.
22'But his body pains him, And he mourns only for himself.'