3 Dumb and silent before the wicked, I refrained from any speech. 5 LORD, let me know my end, the number of my days, that I may learn how frail I am. All mortals are but a breath. You are my only hope. I was silent and did not open my mouth because you were the one who did this.
All mortals are but a breath.
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