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You have sown much and harvested little; you eat, but you never have enough; you drink, but you never have your fill; you clothe yourselves, but no one is warm; and you that earn wages earn wages to put them into a bag with holes.(A)

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The grass withers; the flower fades,
    [[when the breath of the Lord blows upon it;
    surely the people are grass.(A)

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