I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.

My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,

Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: that I may know how frail I am.

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So I remained utterly silent,(A)
    not even saying anything good.
But my anguish(B) increased;
    my heart grew hot(C) within me.
While I meditated,(D) the fire(E) burned;
    then I spoke with my tongue:

“Show me, Lord, my life’s end
    and the number of my days;(F)
    let me know how fleeting(G) my life is.(H)

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I was (A)mute and silent;
    I held my peace to no avail,
and my distress grew worse.
    My (B)heart became hot within me.
As I mused, the fire burned;
    then I spoke with my tongue:

“O Lord, (C)make me know my end
    and what is the measure of my days;
    let me know how fleeting I am!

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