2 He blossoms like a flower, then withers; he flees like a shadow and does not last.
3 Do You really take notice of one like this?Will You bring me into judgment against You?
4 Who can produce something pure from what is impure?No one!
5 Since man’s days are determinedand the number of his months depends on You,and since You have set limits he cannot pass,
6 look away from him and let him restso that he can enjoy his day like a hired hand.
7 There is hope for a tree:If it is cut down, it will sprout again,and its shoots will not die.
8 If its roots grow old in the groundand its stump starts to die in the soil,