13 “Oh that You would hide me in 1Sheol,
That You would conceal me auntil Your wrath returns to You,
That You would set a limit for me and remember me!
All the days of my struggle I will wait
Until my change comes.
You will long for athe work of Your hands.
16 “For now You anumber my steps,
You do not bobserve my sin.
17 “My transgression is asealed up in a bag,
And You 1wrap up my iniquity.
18 “But the falling mountain 1crumbles away,
And the rock moves from its place;
Its torrents wash away the dust of the earth;
So You adestroy man’s hope.
20 “You forever overpower him and he adeparts;
You change his appearance and send him away.
21 “His sons achieve honor, but ahe does not know it;
Or they become insignificant, but he does not perceive it.
22 “But his 1body pains him,
And he mourns only for himself.”