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9 I was dumb, I will not open my mouth; for thou didst. 10 Remove from me thy stroke: I was finished from the contention of thy hand. 11 With corrections for iniquity thou didst correct man, and thou wilt melt down as a moth his beauty: surely every man is vanity. Silence. 12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear to my cry; thou wilt not be silent at my tears, for I a sojourner with thee, a dweller, as all my fathers. 13 Look away from me, and I shall be cheerful, before I shall go and I not be. Psalms 39:9-13, Smith's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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