12 But a human lies down and doesn’t riseuntil the heavens cease;they don’t get up and awaken from sleep.
13 I wish you would hide me in the underworld,conceal me until your anger passes,set a time for me, and remember me.
14 If people die, will they live again?All the days of my service I would waituntil my restoration took place.
15 You would call, and I would answer you;you would long for your handiwork.
16 Though you now number my steps,you would not keep a record of my sin.
17 My rebellion is sealed in a bag;you would cover my sin.
18 But an eroding mountain breaks up,and rock is displaced.