Life, Death, and Eternity

Job 14:1–22
1 Man that is born of a woman Is of few days, and full of trouble.
2 He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
3 And dost thou open thine eyes upon such an one, And bringest me into judgment with thee?
4 Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? Not one.
5 Seeing his days are determined, The number of his months are with thee, Thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;
6 Turn from him, that he may rest, Till he shall accomplish, as an hireling, his day.
7 For there is hope of a tree, If it be cut down, that it will sprout again, And that the tender branch thereof will not cease.
8 Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, And the stock thereof die in the ground;
9 Yet through the scent of water it will bud, And bring forth boughs like a plant.
10 But man dieth, and wasteth away: Yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?
11 As the waters fail from the sea, And the flood decayeth and drieth up:
12 So man lieth down, and riseth not: Till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, Nor be raised out of their sleep.
13 O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
14 If a man die, shall he live again? All the days of my appointed time will I wait, Till my change come.
15 Thou shalt call, and I will answer thee: Thou wilt have a desire to the work of thine hands.
16 For now thou numberest my steps: Dost thou not watch over my sin?
17 My transgression is sealed up in a bag, And thou sewest up mine iniquity.