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		- "Is not man forced to labor on earth, And are not his days like the days of a hired man?
 - "As a slave who pants for the shade, And as a hired man who eagerly waits for his wages,
 - So am I allotted months of vanity, And nights of trouble are appointed me.
 - "When I lie down I say, 'When shall I arise?' But the night continues, And I am continually tossing until dawn.
 - "My flesh is clothed with worms and a crust of dirt, My skin hardens and runs.
		
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