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You sweep them away like a flood.
They fall asleep.[a]
In the morning they are like grass that sprouts anew.
In the morning it blossoms and sprouts anew;
by evening it withers and dries up.
For we are brought to an end by your anger,
and we hasten off[b] by your wrath.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 90:5 The interpretation of 5a is difficult
  2. Psalm 90:7 Or “we are terrified”