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Job 14

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Job 14

Job: Humans die and stay dead

Why does God pick on people?

1Humans are so fragile and troubled,
So easy to break and quick to die.
2We blossom like a flower
Then wither and die like one, too.
We arrive as an insignificant shadow,
And disappear in a moment.
3Why do you target such a frail creature?
Why do you pick on me like this?

God should stop pestering us

4Who can change a human from sinful to perfect?
No one. Humans will be humans. [1]
5You set the date when we're born.
You set the date we die.
You know how many months we live.
You know the minute we’ll die.
6So why don't you leave us alone?
We are your servants.
Let us do our jobs in peace.

Trees live again, people don’t

7A tree has more hope for life than we do.
You can cut it down to a stump,
But it can sprout new life from the roots.
8It doesn't matter if the roots grow old.
Or the stump lies rotten in the dirt.
9Just let it catch the scent of water.
Then watch the first buds and branches
Grow into a new tree freshly planted.

The sky will fall before we rise

10But humans die and we bury them low.
They die and we wonder where they go.
11Lakes become a dry hole in the ground.
While rivers flow themselves empty.
12Humans die and never come back.
The sky will fall before we rise,
Before we rise to live again.
13I wish to God above you’d hide me deep
In a hole protected from your wrath.
Then when you’re done, set a time to meet.
Don’t leave me abandoned and forgotten.

Bag and bury our sins

14Is it possible?
Might humans die and live again?
If so, I’d wait for that day to come.
15Then you’d call me, and I’d come.
You’d want me, the human you made.
16But you wouldn’t want to hound me,
And you wouldn’t obsess about my sins.
17You’ve expunged my sins,
They’re gone for good,
Captured, bagged, and buried.

God destroys our hope

18Mountains crumble.
They fall apart.
Rocks in the cliffs give way.
19Water in time erases stone.
Floods carry soil away.
That’s what you do to human beings.
You steal their hope each day. [2]
20You strike them again and again.
And you don’t give up till they’re dead.
Their faces disfigure into someone else,
And you send them on their way.
21Their children grow into honorable people.
But the dead have no idea.
Or their children turn bad and stay that way.
But the dead don’t have a clue.
22The dead feel nothing for anyone else.
All they know and care and grieve
Is the pain of their own death. [3]

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