11 When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath.' Selah.
12 'Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, A foreigner, as all my fathers were.
13 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go away, and be no more.'
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