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4 Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days -- what it is,' I know how frail I am. 5 Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age is as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity is every man set up. Selah. 6 Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, in vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them. Psalms 39:4-6, Young's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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