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For from your viewpoint a thousand years
are merely like yesterday or a night watch.
When you sweep them away, they become like sleep;
by morning they are like growing grass,
growing and flowering in the morning,
but by evening cut down and dried up.

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A thousand years in your sight
    are like a day that has just gone by,
    or like a watch in the night.(A)
Yet you sweep people away(B) in the sleep of death—
    they are like the new grass of the morning:
In the morning it springs up new,
    but by evening it is dry and withered.(C)

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