4 I wish something clean could come from something unclean.But it never can!
5 Our time is limited.You have given us only so many months to live.You have set limits we cannot go beyond.
6 So look away from us and leave us alone.Leave us alone until we put in our time like a hired man.
7 “There is hope for a tree.If you cut it down, it will grow again.It will keep sending out new branches.
8 Its roots may grow old in the ground.And its stump may die in the dirt.
9 But at the smell of water it will bud.It will put out new shoots like a plant.
10 But we die, and our bodies are laid in the ground.We take our last breath and are gone.