17 My rebellion is sealed in a bag;you would cover my sin.
18 But an eroding mountain breaks up,and rock is displaced.
19 Water wears away boulders;floods carry away soil;you destroy a people’s hope.
20 You overpower them relentlessly, and they die;you change their appearance and send them away.
21 Their children achieve honor, and they don’t know it;their children become insignificant, and they don’t see it.
22 They only feel the pain of their body,and they mourn for themselves.