9 I have been dumb, I open not my mouth, Because Thou -- Thou hast done 'it'.
10 Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.
11 With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity 'is' every man. Selah.
12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And 'to' my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I 'am' with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.
13 Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
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