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My heart was hot within me,
while I was musing, the fire burned.
Then I spoke with my tongue:
“Let me know, Adonai, my end
and what the number of my days is.
Let me know how short-lived I am.
Behold, You made my days mere hand-breadths,
and my lifetime as nothing before You.
Surely all humanity is but vapor. Selah

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