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Lord, why are people important to you?
    Why do you even notice us?
Our life is like a puff of air.
    It is like a passing shadow.

Lord, tear open the skies and come down.
    Touch the mountains, and smoke will rise from them.

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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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