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14:1  Life is short and sorrowful for every living soul.
14:2  We are flowers that fade and shadows that vanish.
14:3  And so, I ask you, God, why pick on me?
14:4  There's no way a human can be completely pure.
14:5  Our time on earth is brief; the number of our days is already decided by you.
14:6  Why don't you leave us alone and let us find some happiness while we toil and labor?
14:7  When a tree is chopped down, there is always the hope that it will sprout again.
14:8  Its roots and stump may rot,
14:9  but at the touch of water, it sprouts once again.
14:10  Humans are different— we die, and that's the end.
14:11  We are like streams and lakes after the water has gone;
14:12  we fall into the sleep of death, never to rise again, until the sky disappears.
14:13  Please hide me, God, deep in the ground— and when you are angry no more, remember to rescue me.
14:14  Will we humans live again? I would gladly suffer and wait for my time.
14:15  My Creator, you would want me; you would call out, and I would answer.
14:16  You would take care of me, but not count my sins—
14:17  you would put them in a bag, tie it tight, and toss them away.
14:18  But in the real world, mountains tumble, and rocks crumble;
14:19  streams wear away stones and wash away soil. And you destroy our hopes!
14:20  You change the way we look, then send us away, wiped out forever.
14:21  We never live to know if our children are praised or disgraced.
14:22  We feel no pain but our own, and when we mourn, it's only for ourselves.