Job 14:10 - Compare All Versions

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But a man dies and is laid low; he breathes his last and is no more.

But a man dies and is laid low; man breathes his last, and where is he?

“But when people die, their strength is gone. They breathe their last, and then where are they?

But a person dies and fades away; he breathes his last — where is he?

But man dieth, and wasteth away: Yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?

But man dies and is laid away; Indeed he breathes his last And where is he?

“We’re all adrift in the same boat: too few days, too many troubles. We spring up like wildflowers in the desert and then wilt, transient as the shadow of a cloud. Do you occupy your time with such fragile wisps? Why even bother hauling me into court? There’s nothing much to us to start with; how do you expect us to amount to anything? Mortals have a limited life span. You’ve already decided how long we’ll live— you set the boundary and no one can cross it. So why not give us a break? Ease up! Even ditchdiggers get occasional days off. For a tree there is always hope. Chop it down and it still has a chance— its roots can put out fresh sprouts. Even if its roots are old and gnarled, its stump long dormant, At the first whiff of water it comes to life, buds and grows like a sapling. But men and women? They die and stay dead. They breathe their last, and that’s it. Like lakes and rivers that have dried up, parched reminders of what once was, So mortals lie down and never get up, never wake up again—never. Why don’t you just bury me alive, get me out of the way until your anger cools? But don’t leave me there! Set a date when you’ll see me again. If we humans die, will we live again? That’s my question. All through these difficult days I keep hoping, waiting for the final change—for resurrection! Homesick with longing for the creature you made, you’ll call—and I’ll answer! You’ll watch over every step I take, but you won’t keep track of my missteps. My sins will be stuffed in a sack and thrown into the sea—sunk in deep ocean.

“But a man dies and lies prostrate. A person passes away, and where is he?

“But [the brave, strong] man must die and lie face down; Man breathes his last, and where is he?

But man dies and is powerless; he expires – and where is he?