Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.
23If the scourge slay suddenly, he will laugh at the trial of the innocent.
25Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.
26They are passed away as the swift ships: as the eagle that hasteth to the prey.
27If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself:
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