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10 Stop scourging me,
    since I have been crushed by your heavy hand.
11 You rebuke by chastening a man with the consequence of iniquities;
    you destroy what is attractive to him, as one would treat a moth.
        Indeed, every person is a puff of wind.
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12 Hear my prayer, Lord,
    pay attention to my cry,
        and do not ignore my tears.
I am an alien in your presence,
    a stranger just like my ancestors were.

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10 Remove your scourge from me;
    I am overcome by the blow(A) of your hand.(B)
11 When you rebuke(C) and discipline(D) anyone for their sin,
    you consume(E) their wealth like a moth(F)
    surely everyone is but a breath.(G)

12 “Hear my prayer, Lord,
    listen to my cry for help;(H)
    do not be deaf(I) to my weeping.(J)
I dwell with you as a foreigner,(K)
    a stranger,(L) as all my ancestors were.(M)

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