13 Oh that you would hide me in Sheol,that you would conceal me until your wrath be past,that you would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
14 If a man dies, shall he live again?All the days of my service I would wait,till my renewal should come.
15 You would call, and I would answer you;you would long for the work of your hands.
16 For then you would number my steps;you would not keep watch over my sin;
17 my transgression would be sealed up in a bag,and you would cover over my iniquity.
18 “But the mountain falls and crumbles away,and the rock is removed from its place;
19 the waters wear away the stones;the torrents wash away the soil of the earth;so you destroy the hope of man.