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There Is No Arbiter To Judge between God and Me

25 “My days pass more swiftly than a runner;
    they fly away without any experience of happiness.
26 They skim past like boats of papyrus,
    like an eagle swooping upon its prey.
27 If I say, ‘I will forget my complaints,
    I will put on a cheerful face instead of a sad countenance,’

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