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Though Thou has da’as that I am not a resha, and there is none that can deliver out of Thine yad,

Thine yadayim have formed me and altogether round about have fashioned me; yet Thou hast now swallowed me.

Remember, now, that Thou hast molded me like the chomer (clay), and wilt Thou turn me into aphar again?

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Although You know that I am not wicked,
And there is no one who can deliver from Your hand?

‘Your(A) hands have made me and fashioned me,
An intricate unity;
Yet You would (B)destroy me.
Remember, I pray, (C)that You have made me like clay.
And will You turn me into dust again?

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although you (A)know that I am not guilty,
    and there is (B)none to deliver out of your hand?
(C)Your hands fashioned and made me,
    and now you have destroyed me altogether.
Remember that you have made me like (D)clay;
    and will you return me to the (E)dust?

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