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My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle;
    they reach their end without hope.[a]
Remember that my life is wind;
    my eyes won’t see pleasure again.
The eye that sees me now will no longer look on me;
    your eyes will be on me, and I won’t exist.

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  1. Job 7:6 Or thread

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