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14 “A mortal, born of woman, few of days and full of trouble,(A)

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    comes up like a flower and withers,
    flees like a shadow and does not last.(A)

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“All flesh is like grass
    and all its glory like the flower of grass.
The grass withers,
    and the flower falls,(A)

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