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11 You punish us severely
    because of our sins.
Like a moth, you destroy
what we treasure most.
    We are as frail as a breath.

12 “Listen, Lord, to my prayer!
My eyes are flooded with tears,
    as I pray to you.
I am merely a stranger
visiting in your home
    as my ancestors did.
13 Stop being angry with me
and let me smile again
    before I am dead and gone.”

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11 When you rebuke(A) and discipline(B) anyone for their sin,
    you consume(C) their wealth like a moth(D)
    surely everyone is but a breath.(E)

12 “Hear my prayer, Lord,
    listen to my cry for help;(F)
    do not be deaf(G) to my weeping.(H)
I dwell with you as a foreigner,(I)
    a stranger,(J) as all my ancestors were.(K)
13 Look away from me, that I may enjoy life again
    before I depart and am no more.”(L)

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