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Psalm 102:11

The Passion Translation

My days are marked by the lengthening shadows of death. I’m withering away and there’s nothing left of me.

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I’m slipping down a dark slope, shaken to the core, and helpless.

For man is nothing but a faint whisper, a mere breath. We spend our days like nothing more than a passing shadow.

Human beings are frail and temporary, like grass, and the glory of man fleeting like blossoms of the field. The grass dries and withers and the flowers fall off,

But you don’t have a clue what tomorrow may bring. For your fleeting life is but a warm breath of air that is visible in the cold only for a moment and then vanishes!

But those who are rich should boast in how God has brought them low and humbled them, for all their earthly glory will one day fade away like a wildflower in the meadow.

I am the man acquainted with misery by the rod of his anger.




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