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25 “Now my days are swifter than a runner.
    They flee away. They see no good.
26 They have passed away as the swift ships,
    as the eagle that swoops on the prey.
27 If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint,
    I will put off my sad face, and cheer up;’
28 I am afraid of all my sorrows,
    I know that you will not hold me innocent.
29 I will be condemned.
    Why then do I labor in vain?
30 If I wash myself with snow,
    and cleanse my hands with lye,
31 yet you will plunge me in the ditch.
    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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