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Though its root shall become old in the earth, and its stock die in the ground;
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[Yet] through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.
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But man dieth, and wasteth away: yes, man yieldeth his breath, and where [is] he?
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[As] the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth up:
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So man lieth down, and riseth not: till the heavens [shall be] no more, they shall not awake, nor be raised out of their sleep.
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O that thou wouldst hide me in the grave, that thou wouldst keep me secret, until thy wrath is past, that thou wouldst appoint me a set time, and remember me!
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If a man dieth, shall he live [again]? all the days of my appointed time will I wait, till my change shall come.
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Thou shalt call, and I will answer thee: thou wilt have a desire to the work of thy hands.
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For now thou numberest my steps: dost thou not watch over my sin?
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My transgression [is] sealed up in a bag, and thou sewest up my iniquity.
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And surely the mountain falling cometh to naught, and the rock is removed out of its place.