13 “Oh that you would hide me in Sheol,that you would keep me secret, until your wrath is 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 warfare would I wait,until my release should come.
15 You would call, and I would answer you.You would have a desire to the work of your hands.
16 But now you count my steps.Don’t you watch over my sin?
17 My disobedience is sealed up in a bag.You fasten up my iniquity.
18 “But the mountain falling comes to nothing.The rock is removed out of its place;
19 The waters wear the stones.The torrents of it wash away the dust of the earth.So you destroy the hope of man.