Job 14:18

You would call, and I would answer you.

You would have a desire for the work of your hands.

But now you count my steps.

Don’t you watch over my sin?

My disobedience is sealed up in a bag.

You fasten up my iniquity.

The waters wear the stones.

The torrents of it wash away the dust of the earth.

So you destroy the hope of man.

You forever prevail against him, and he departs.

You change his face, and send him away.

His sons come to honor, and he doesn’t know it.

They are brought low, but he doesn’t perceive it of them.