If a Man Die — Job 14:16–22

But now thou numberest my steps:
Dost thou not watch over my sin?

My transgression is sealed up in a bag,
And thou fastenest up mine iniquity.

But the mountain falling cometh to nought;
And the rock is removed out of its place;

The waters wear the stones;
The overflowings thereof wash away the dust of the earth:
So thou destroyest the hope of man.

Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth;
Thou changest his countenance, and sendest him away.

His sons come to honor, and he knoweth it not;
And they are brought low, but he perceiveth it not of them.

But his flesh upon him hath pain,
And his soul within him mourneth.