12 so man lies down and does not rise;until the heavens are no more, he will not awake,nor be raised out of his sleep.
13 “Oh, that You would hide me in the grave,that You would conceal me until Your wrath is past,that You would appoint me a set timeand remember me!
14 If a man dies, will he live again?All the days of my service I will wait,until my relief comes.
15 You will call, and I will answer You;You will long for the work of Your hands.
16 For now You number my steps;do You not observe my sin?
17 My transgression is sealed up in a bag,and You plaster over my iniquity.
18 “Surely the mountain falling comes to nothing,and the rock is removed out of its place.