When the wind blows over the flower, it disappears, and there is no longer any sign of it.
Grass dries up, and flowers wither when the Lord’s breath blows on them. Yes, people are like grass.
Eyes that saw him will see him no more. His home will not look at him again.
But a human dies and is powerless. A person breathes his last breath, and where is he?
Enoch walked with God; then he was gone because God took him.
A voice called, “Call out!” I asked, “What should I call out?” “Call out: All people are like grass, and all their beauty is like a flower in the field.