12 people die, never to rise.They will never wake up while the sky endures;they will never stir from their sleep.
13 I wish you would hide me in the world of the dead;let me be hidden until your anger is over,and then set a time to remember me.
14 If people die, can they come back to life?But I will wait for better times,wait till this time of trouble is ended.
15 Then you will call, and I will answer,and you will be pleased with me, your creature.
16 Then you will watch every step I take,but you will not keep track of my sins.
17 You will forgive them and put them away;you will wipe out all the wrongs I have done.
18 There comes a time when mountains falland solid cliffs are moved away.