Man is born of woman
His days are few and full of trouble
He springs up like a flower, and withers

And disappears like a fleeing shadow

If only You would hide me in the grave

Conceal me til Your anger has passed
Then I will answer You
When You call my name

When You long for the one Your hands have made

All the days of my struggle

I will wait for my change
I will wait for my change to come
Only do not hide Your face from me

Don't take Your hand away
Don't take Your hand away


From the dust You have made me
And to the dust I will return
Surely You will count all my steps

But will not keep watch for my sin
The falling mountains crumble away
The water wears away the stone

Its torrents wash away the dust of the earth
Only in You will I hope


All the days of my struggle
I will wait for my change
I will wait for my change to come

Only do not hide Your face from me
Don't take Your hand away
Don't take Your hand away

I will wait for my change to come
I will wait for my change to come