8 if its roots age in the groundand its stump dies in the dust,
9 at the scent of water, it will budand produce sprouts like a plant.
10 But a human dies and lies there;a person expires, and where is he?
11 Water vanishes from the sea;a river dries up completely.
12 But a human lies down and doesn’t riseuntil the heavens cease;they don’t get up and awaken from sleep.
13 I wish you would hide me in the underworld,conceal me until your anger passes,set a time for me, and remember me.
14 If people die, will they live again?All the days of my service I would waituntil my restoration took place.