Stop regarding man in whose nostrils is breath, for of what account is he?
Thus says the Lord: “Cursed is the man who trusts in man and makes flesh his strength, whose heart turns away from the Lord.
Put not your trust in princes, in a son of man, in whom there is no salvation.
yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.
what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?
Behold, the nations are like a drop from a bucket, and are accounted as the dust on the scales; behold, he takes up the coastlands like fine dust.
Those of low estate are but a breath; those of high estate are a delusion; in the balances they go up; they are together lighter than a breath.
Everything on the dry land in whose nostrils was the breath of life died.
then the Lord God formed the man of dust from the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living creature.
as long as my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils,
All the nations are as nothing before him, they are accounted by him as less than nothing and emptiness.
“I, I am he who comforts you; who are you that you are afraid of man who dies, of the son of man who is made like grass,
And now we call the arrogant blessed. Evildoers not only prosper but they put God to the test and they escape.’”