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10 Please stop beating me.
    I’m about to die from the blows of your hand.
11 You correct and punish people for their sin.
    Then, just as a moth eats cloth, you destroy their wealth.
    No one lasts any longer than a breath.

12 Lord, hear my prayer.
    Listen to my cry for help.
    Pay attention to my weeping.
I’m like an outsider in your home.
    I’m just a stranger, like all my family who lived before me.

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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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