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11 My days are disappearing,
    like a shadow in the evening.
Like dry grass,
    I will soon die.

12 But you, Lord, rule for ever as king.
    People will always remember you.
13 You will soon be kind to Zion again.
    Now it is time to forgive her.
Yes, the time is now right for you to do that.

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