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Lord, what is man that Thou takest notice of him? Or the son of man that Thou makest account of him?

Man is like vanity; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

Bow Thy heavens, O Lord, and come down; touch the mountains, and they shall 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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