…will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath.Job chapter 9. My days are swifter than a runner. They flee away, they see no good. They go by like shifts, skiffs of reed, like an eagle swooping on the prey. I…
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