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14 Because the hope of the ungodly is like thistledown[a] carried by the wind
and like a light frost[b] driven away by a storm;
it is dispersed like smoke before the wind,
and it passes like the remembrance of a guest who stays but a day.(A)

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  1. 5.14 Other ancient authorities read dust
  2. 5.14 Other ancient authorities read spider’s web