13 Oh that thou wouldest hide me in the grave,that thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past,that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
14 If a man die, shall he live again?All the days of my appointed time will I wait,till my change come.
15 Thou shalt call, and I will answer thee:thou wilt have a desire to the work of thine hands.
16 For now thou numberest my steps:dost thou not watch over my sin?
17 My transgression is sealed up in a bag,and thou sewest up mine iniquity.
18 And surely the mountain falling cometh to nought,and the rock is removed out of his place.
19 The waters wear the stones:thou washest away the things which grow out of the dust of the earth;and thou destroyest the hope of man.