O h, that You would hide me in Sheol (the unseen state), that You would conceal me until Your wrath is past, that You would set a definite time and then remember me earnestly!
¡Oh, quién me diera que me escondieses en el Seol, Que me ocultases hasta apaciguarse tu ira, Que me fijases un plazo para acordarte de mí!
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