Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, that thou wouldest conceal me until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
If a man die, shall he live again? All the days of my service I would wait, till my release should come.
Thou wouldest call, and I would answer thee; thou wouldest long for the work of thy hands.
For then thou wouldest number my steps, thou wouldest not keep watch over my sin;
my transgression would be sealed up in a bag, and thou wouldest cover over my iniquity.
"But the mountain falls and crumbles away, and the rock is removed from its place;
the waters wear away the stones; the torrents wash away the soil of the earth; so thou destroyest the hope of man.
Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passes; thou changest his countenance, and sendest him away.
His sons come to honor, and he does not know it; they are brought low, and he perceives it not.
He feels only the pain of his own body, and he mourns only for himself."