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·We [L They] grow up like flowers and then ·dry up and die [L wither].
    ·We are like a passing [L …and flee like a] shadow that does not last.
Lord, do you need to watch me like this?
    Must you bring me before you to be judged?
No one can bring something clean [C in a ritual sense] from something unclean.

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