Job 14:12-21

In the same way, we lie down and do not rise again; we will not get up or be awakened until the heavens disappear. “I wish you would hide me in the grave; hide me until your anger is gone. I wish you would set a time and then remember me! Will the dead live again? All my days are a struggle; I will wait until my change comes. You will call, and I will answer you; you will desire the creature your hands have made. Then you will count my steps, but you will not keep track of my sin. My wrongs will be closed up in a bag, and you will cover up my sin. “A mountain washes away and crumbles; and a rock can be moved from its place. Water washes over stones and wears them down, and rushing waters wash away the dirt. In the same way, you destroy hope. You defeat people forever, and they are gone; you change their appearance and send them away. Their children are honored, but they do not know it; their children are disgraced, but they do not see it.