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13 Right so we born ceased anon (or at once) to be, and soothly we might show no sign of virtue; but we were wasted in our malice. They that sinned, said such things in hell (or in the grave).

14 For the hope of a wicked man [or the unpious] is as the flower of a briar, [or (a) thistle-down], which is taken away of (or by) the wind, and as small froth [or foam] which is scattered abroad of (or by) a tempest, and as smoke which is spread abroad of (or by) (the) wind, and as the mind of a guest of one day, that passeth forth.

15 But just men shall live without end, and the meed of them is with the Lord; and the thought of them is with the Highest. [Rightwise men forsooth into without end shall live, and with the Lord is the mead of them; and the thought of them with the Highest.]

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