Job 14: And continues

All men are born sinful and we die sinful. The night is dark and full of terrors. Er…Our lives are short and full of misery. I mean, if a tree gets cut down, there’s always a chance that it will grow again, but when a human dies, he’s just gone–dust and bacteria and maybe some hair and bone.

God, why don’t you just your searing eyes from me? But, like mountains crumble to the sea, you, oh God, crumble the hopes of humans!

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