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You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.
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In the morning it sprouts and springs up. By evening, it is withered and dry.
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For we are consumed in your anger. We are troubled in your wrath.
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You have set our iniquities before you, Our secret sins in the light of your presence.
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For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.
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The days of our years are seventy, Or even by reason of strength eighty years; Yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, For it passes quickly, and we fly away.