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In the morning it blooms only to pass away;
    in the evening it is wilted and withered.[a](A)

II

Truly we are consumed by your anger,
    filled with terror by your wrath.
You have kept our faults before you,
    our hidden sins in the light of your face.(B)

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Footnotes

  1. 90:6 It is wilted and withered: the transitory nature of the grass under the scorching sun was proverbial, cf. Ps 129:6; Is 40:6–8.