Surely then you will count my steps but not keep track of my sin.
My offenses will be sealed up in a bag; you will cover over my sin.
“But as a mountain erodes and crumbles and as a rock is moved from its place,
as water wears away stones and torrents wash away the soil, so you destroy a person’s hope.
You overpower them once for all, and they are gone; you change their countenance and send them away.
If their children are honored, they do not know it; if their offspring are brought low, they do not see it.
They feel but the pain of their own bodies and mourn only for themselves.”