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27 You tie up my feet and restrict all actions;
    you stamp marks on the bottom of my feet.

Human destiny

28 Surely a person wastes away like refuse,
    like clothing that a moth eats.

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27 You fasten my feet in shackles;(A)
    you keep close watch on all my paths(B)
    by putting marks on the soles of my feet.

28 “So man wastes away like something rotten,
    like a garment(C) eaten by moths.(D)

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