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moreover, it has not seen the sun or known anything, yet it finds rest rather than he.

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For we are consumed by your anger;
    by your wrath we are overwhelmed.
You have set our iniquities before you,
    our secret sins in the light of your countenance.(A)

For all our days pass away under your wrath;
    our years come to an end[a] like a sigh.(B)

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  1. 90.9 Syr: Heb we bring our years to an end

Let them be like the snail that dissolves into slime,
    like the untimely birth that never sees the sun.(A)

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14 “A mortal, born of woman, few of days and full of trouble,(A)

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10 because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb
    and hide trouble from my eyes.

11 “Why did I not die at birth,
    come forth from the womb and expire?(A)
12 Why were there knees to receive me
    or breasts for me to suck?(B)
13 Now I would be lying down and quiet;
    I would be asleep; then I would be at rest

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