And Jacob said to Pharaoh, “The years of my pilgrimage are a hundred and thirty.(A) My years have been few and difficult,(B) and they do not equal the years of the pilgrimage of my fathers.(C)

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Yet man is born to trouble(A)
    as surely as sparks fly upward.

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“Do not mortals have hard service(A) on earth?(B)
    Are not their days like those of hired laborers?(C)

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14 “Mortals, born of woman,(A)
    are of few days(B) and full of trouble.(C)

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23 All their days their work is grief and pain;(A) even at night their minds do not rest.(B) This too is meaningless.

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18 Why did I ever come out of the womb(A)
    to see trouble(B) and sorrow
    and to end my days in shame?(C)

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