Young's Literal Translation
Job 14
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5If determined are his days, The number of his months `are' with Thee, His limit Thou hast made, And he passeth not over;
7For there is of a tree hope, if it be cut down, That again it doth change, That its tender branch doth not cease.
12And man hath lain down, and riseth not, Till the wearing out of the heavens they awake not, Nor are roused from their sleep.
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
19Stones have waters worn away, Their outpourings wash away the dust of earth, And the hope of man Thou hast destroyed.
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