For when a few years have come I shall go the way from which I shall not return.
before I go -- and I shall not return -- to the land of darkness and deep shadow,
But a man dies and is laid low; man breathes his last, and where is he?
If a man dies, shall he live again? All the days of my service I would wait, till my renewal[2] should come.
Since his days are determined, and the number of his months is with you, and you have appointed his limits that he cannot pass,
that he would argue the case of a man with God, as[3] a son of man does with his neighbor.
My spirit is broken; my days are extinct; the graveyard is ready for me.
For then I would have lain down and been quiet; I would have slept; then I would have been at rest,
they are afraid also of what is high, and terrors are in the way; the almond tree blossoms, the grasshopper drags itself along,[1] and desire fails, because man is going to his eternal home, and the mourners go about the streets --