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Your ears will be deaf to the noise in the streets.
    You will barely hear singing.
The sound of the millstone grinding your grain will seem very quiet.
    But you’ll wake up when a bird first starts singing!
You will fear high places.
    And you will be afraid to go for a walk because you may fall.
Your hair will become white like the flowers on an almond tree.
    You will limp along like a grasshopper when you walk.
    Your desires will be gone.
Then you will go to your everlasting home.
    And people will go to your funeral.

Remember God before your life is snapped like a silver chain.
    Remember God before your life is broken like a golden bowl.
It will be as useless as a broken bucket at the spring.
    It will be no good, like a broken wheel at a water well.

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when the doors to the street are closed
    and the sound of grinding fades;
when people rise up at the sound of birds,
    but all their songs grow faint;(A)
when people are afraid of heights
    and of dangers in the streets;
when the almond tree blossoms
    and the grasshopper drags itself along
    and desire no longer is stirred.
Then people go to their eternal home(B)
    and mourners(C) go about the streets.

Remember him—before the silver cord is severed,
    and the golden bowl is broken;
before the pitcher is shattered at the spring,
    and the wheel broken at the well,

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