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14 For He knows our frame, He [earnestly] remembers and imprints [on His heart] that we are dust.

15 As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourishes.

16 For the wind passes over it and it is gone, and its place shall know it no more.

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14 for he knows how we are formed,(A)
    he remembers that we are dust.(B)
15 The life of mortals is like grass,(C)
    they flourish like a flower(D) of the field;
16 the wind blows(E) over it and it is gone,
    and its place(F) remembers it no more.

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