For "All flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man is as the flower of the grass. The grass withers, and its flower falls away,
But if God thus clothes the grass of the field, which exists today, and tomorrow is cast into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?
you who do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? For it will be a vapor that appears for a little time, but then also disappears.
And the world is passing away, and its lust; but he who does the will of God abides forever.