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Adonai, what are mere mortals,
that you notice them at all;
humans, that you think about them?
Man is like a puff of wind,
his days like a fleeting shadow.

Adonai, lower the heavens, and come down;
touch the mountains, make them pour out smoke.

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Lord, what are human beings(A) that you care for them,
    mere mortals that you think of them?
They are like a breath;(B)
    their days are like a fleeting shadow.(C)

Part your heavens,(D) Lord, and come down;(E)
    touch the mountains, so that they smoke.(F)

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