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11 As the waters disappear from the sea,
    and the flood shrivels and dries up,
12 so man lies down and does not rise;
    until the heavens are no more, he will not awake,
    nor be raised out of his sleep.

13 “Oh, that You would hide me in the grave,
    that You would conceal me until Your wrath is past,
that You would appoint me a set time
    and remember me!

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