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11 My life is like the evening shadows;
    I am like dry grass.

12 But you, O Lord, are king forever;
    all generations will remember you.
13 You will rise and take pity on Zion;
    the time has come to have mercy on her;
    this is the right time.

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11 My days are like the evening shadow;(A)
    I wither(B) away like grass.

12 But you, Lord, sit enthroned forever;(C)
    your renown endures(D) through all generations.(E)
13 You will arise(F) and have compassion(G) on Zion,
    for it is time(H) to show favor(I) to her;
    the appointed time(J) has come.

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