17 “My transgression is (A)sealed up in a bag,
And You [a]wrap up my iniquity.

18 “But the falling mountain [b]crumbles away,
And the rock moves from its place;
19 Water wears away stones,
Its torrents wash away the dust of the earth;
So You (B)destroy man’s hope.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 14:17 Lit plaster; or glue together
  2. Job 14:18 Lit withers