9. Yet at the first whiff of water it sproutsand puts forth branches like a young plant.
10. But when a man dies, all vigor leaves him;when a mortal expires, where then is he?
11. As when the waters of a lake fail,or a stream shrivels and dries up,
12. So mortals lie down, never to 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,shelter me till your wrath is past,fix a time to remember me!
14. If a man were to die, and live again,all the days of my drudgery I would waitfor my relief to come.
15. You would call, and I would answer you;you would long for the work of your hands.
16. Surely then you would count my steps,and not keep watch for sin in me.
17. My misdeeds would be sealed up in a pouch,and you would cover over my guilt.
18. Mountains fall and crumble,rocks move from their place,
19. And water wears away stone,and floods wash away the soil of the land—so you destroy the hope of mortals!