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10 Remove Thy stroke from off me; I am consumed by the blow of Thy hand. 11 With rebukes dost Thou chasten man for iniquity, And like a moth Thou makest his beauty to consume away; Surely every man is vanity. Selah 12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; Keep not silence at my tears; For I am a stranger with Thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were. 13 Look away from me, that I may take comfort, Before I go hence, and be no more.' Psalms 39:10-13, JPS Tanakh 1917. Public domain.
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