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22 You lift me up on the wind; You cause me to ride upon it, and You toss me about in the tempest.

23 For I know that You will bring me to death and to the house [of meeting] appointed for all the living.

24 However, does not one falling in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand? Or in his calamity will he not therefore cry for help?

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22 You snatch me up and drive me before the wind;(A)
    you toss me about in the storm.(B)
23 I know you will bring me down to death,(C)
    to the place appointed for all the living.(D)

24 “Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man(E)
    when he cries for help in his distress.(F)

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