4 "Who can make the clean out of the unclean? No one!
5 "Since his days are determined, The number of his months is with You; And his limits You have set so that he cannot pass.
6 "Turn Your gaze from him that he may rest, Until he fulfills his day like a hired man.
7 "For there is hope for a tree, When it is cut down, that it will sprout again, And its shoots will not fail.
8 "Though its roots grow old in the ground And its stump dies in the dry soil,
9 At the scent of water it will flourish And put forth sprigs like a plant.
10 "But man dies and lies prostrate. Man expires, and where is he?