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Hear my prayer, O Lord,

And let my crying come unto Thee

Hide not Thy face from me

In the day when I am in trouble

For my days are consumed like smoke

And my bones are burned as a hearth

My heart is smitten and withered like grass

For I have eaten ashes bread

And mingled my drink with weeping

For Thou hast lifted me up

And Thou hast cast me down.

My days are like a shadow that declineth

And I am withered like grass

But Thou O Lord shall endure

for ever and ever