They will soon disappear like grass without rain.
Though the wicked sprout and spread like grass, they will be pulled up by their roots.
We are flowers that fade and shadows that vanish.
The Scriptures say, “Humans wither like grass, and their glory fades like wild flowers. Grass dries up, and flowers fall to the ground.
But you will rule over all of us forever,
They will soon be gone like the flame of a lamp that burns out.