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My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my gums, and thou shalt bring me into the dust of death.

Verse ConceptsTongueFeverThings Stuck TogetherCreatures Returning To DustGod KillingGod Killing Individuals

In the morning it is green and groweth up; but in the evening it is cut down, dried up, and withered.

Verse ConceptsMowingChange And Growth