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25 “Now my days are swifter than a runner;
    they flee away; they see no good.
26 They pass by like reed skiffs,
    like an eagle rushing upon its prey.
27 If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint;
    I will leave off my sad face and brighten up,’
28 I am afraid of all my sorrows;
    I know that You will not hold me innocent.
29 If I am guilty,
    why then do I labor in vain?
30 If I wash myself with snow water
    and cleanse my hands with soap,
31 yet You will plunge me into the pit,
    and my own clothes will abhor me.

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25 Now my days are swifter than a post:
they flee away, they see no good.
26 They are passed away as the swift ships:
as the eagle that hasteth to the prey.

27 If I say, I will forget my complaint,
I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself:
28 I am afraid of all my sorrows,
I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
29 If I be wicked, why then labour I in vain?
30 If I wash myself with snow water,
and make my hands never so clean;
31 yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch,
and mine own clothes shall abhor me.

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