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For all our days pass away under your wrath;
    our years come to an end[a] like a sigh.(A)
10 The days of our life are seventy years
    or perhaps eighty, if we are strong;
even then their span[b] is only toil and trouble;
    they are soon gone, and we fly away.(B)

11 Who considers the power of your anger?
    Your wrath is as great as the fear that is due you.(C)

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Footnotes

  1. 90.9 Syr: Heb we bring our years to an end
  2. 90.10 Cn Compare Gk Syr Jerome Tg: Heb pride