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Behold, You made my days mere hand-breadths,
and my lifetime as nothing before You.
Surely all humanity is but vapor. Selah
Everyone goes about as a mere phantom.
Surely they are making an uproar in vain, heaping up stuff—
yet not knowing who will gather it.[a]
And now, my Lord, what do I wait for?
My hope is in You.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 39:7 cf. Luke 12:20.