12 So man lies down and doesn`t rise; Until the heavens are no more, they shall not awake, Nor be roused out of their sleep.
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 number 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;
