16 But now thou numberest my steps: dost thou not watch over my sin?
17 My transgression is sealed up in a bag, and thou fastenest up mine iniquity.
18 And surely the mountain falling cometh to nought, and the rock is removed out of its place;
19 The waters wear the stones; the overflowings thereof wash away the dust of the earth: and thou destroyest the hope of man.
20 Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth; thou changest his countenance, and sendest him away.
21 His sons come to honour, and he knoweth it not; and they are brought low, but he perceiveth it not of them.
22 But his flesh upon him hath pain, and his soul within him mourneth.