Job 14:12-21

people die, never to rise. They will never wake up while the sky endures; they will never stir from their sleep. I wish you would hide me in the world of the dead; let me be hidden until your anger is over, and then set a time to remember me. If a man dies, can he come back to life? But I will wait for better times, wait till this time of trouble is ended. Then you will call, and I will answer, and you will be pleased with me, your creature. Then you will watch every step I take, but you will not keep track of my sins. You will forgive them and put them away; you will wipe out all the wrongs I have done. There comes a time when mountains fall and solid cliffs are moved away. Water will wear down rocks, and heavy rain will wash away the soil; so you destroy our hope for life. You overpower us and send us away forever; our faces are twisted in death. Our children win honor, but we never know it, nor are we told when they are disgraced.