“My(A) days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,
And are spent without hope.
Oh, remember that (B)my life is a breath!
My eye will never again see good.
(C)The eye of him who sees me will see me no more;
While your eyes are upon me, I shall no longer be.

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My days are (A)swifter than (B)a weaver's shuttle
    and come to their end without hope.

“Remember that my life is a (C)breath;
    my eye will never again see good.
(D)The eye of him who sees me will behold me no more;
    while your eyes are on me, (E)I shall be gone.

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