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25 “My days are swifter than a runner;
    they flee away; they see no good.
26 They go by like skiffs of reed,
    like an eagle swooping on the prey.(A)
27 If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint;
    I will put off my sad countenance and be of good cheer,’
28 I become afraid of all my suffering,
    for I know you will not hold me innocent.
29 I shall be condemned;
    why then do I labor in vain?(B)
30 If I wash myself with soap
    and cleanse my hands with lye,(C)
31 yet you will plunge me into filth,
    and my own clothes will abhor me.

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25 “My days are swifter than a runner;(A)
    they fly away without a glimpse of joy.(B)
26 They skim past(C) like boats of papyrus,(D)
    like eagles swooping down on their prey.(E)
27 If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint,(F)
    I will change my expression, and smile,’
28 I still dread(G) all my sufferings,
    for I know you will not hold me innocent.(H)
29 Since I am already found guilty,
    why should I struggle in vain?(I)
30 Even if I washed myself with soap(J)
    and my hands(K) with cleansing powder,(L)
31 you would plunge me into a slime pit(M)
    so that even my clothes would detest me.(N)

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