then his flesh is restored like a youth’s; he returns to the days of his youthful vigor.

He returns no more to his house, nor does his place of residence know him any more.

all flesh would perish together and human beings would return to dust.

Can you count on it to bring in your grain, and gather the grain to your threshing floor?

It laughs at fear and is not dismayed; it does not shy away from the sword.