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Job 14:1

Tree of Life Version

“A mortal born of woman, is of few days and full of turmoil.

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Then to the man He said, “Because you listened to your wife’s voice and ate of the tree which I commanded you, saying, ‘You must not eat of it’: Cursed is the ground because of you— with pain will you eat of it all the days of your life.

Jacob said to Pharaoh, “The days of the years of my sojourn are 130 years. Few and evil have been the days of the years of my life. Moreover, the days of the years of my life have not attained the days of the years of the lives of my fathers, in the days of their sojourn.”

Then he said to his father, “My head, my head!” So he said to his servant, “Carry him to his mother.”

Are not my days few? Then stop, leave me alone so I might have a little joy,

“What is man, that he could be pure, or one born of woman, that he could be righteous?

How then can a man be righteous with God? How can one born of a woman be pure?

If even the moon is not bright and the stars are not pure in His eyes,

Yet man is born for trouble, as surely as sparks fly upward.

“Does not man have hard labor on earth? Are not his days like those of a hired laborer?

My days fly faster than a weaver’s shuttle and come to an end without hope.

for we were born yesterday and know nothing, and our days on earth are but a shadow.

“My days are swifter than a runner; they flee away without seeing goodness.

“Let me know, Adonai, my end and what the number of my days is. Let me know how short-lived I am.

Behold, You made my days mere hand-breadths, and my lifetime as nothing before You. Surely all humanity is but vapor. Selah

For I know my transgressions and my sin is ever before me.

How long, Adonai, will You hide Yourself? Forever? Will Your fury keep burning like fire?

And so I hated life, because the work done under the sun was grievous to me. All is but vapor and chasing after the wind.

For all his days, his work is pain and grief. Even at night his mind does not rest. This also is futility.

Why did I ever come forth out of the womb to see trouble and sorrow, and my days end in shame?

“Amen, I tell you, among those born of women, none has arisen greater than John the Immerser. Yet the least in the kingdom of heaven is greater than he.




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