For when a few years are come, I shall go the way where I shall not return.
But man dies, and is laid low. Yea, man gives up the spirit, and where is he?
If a man dies, shall he live [again]? All the days of my warfare I would wait till my release should come.
Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months is with thee, and thou have appointed his bounds that he cannot pass,
yea, they shall be afraid of height, and terrors [shall be] in the way, and the almond tree shall blossom, and the grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall fail, because man goes to his everlasting home, and the mourners go
For now I should have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept. Then I would have been at rest
before I go where I shall not return, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death,
that he would maintain the right of a man with God, and of a son of man with his neighbor!
My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, the grave is [ready] for me.