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O Lord, what are human beings that you regard them,
    or mortals that you think of them?
They are like a breath;
    their days are like a passing shadow.

Bow your heavens, O Lord, and come down;
    touch the mountains so that they 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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