For the wind passed over upon it and it is not; and its place shall know it no more.
And Enoch shall walk with God, and be not, for God took him.
And man will die and be weak: and man will expire, and where is he?
The eye scanned him and shall not add; and his place shall no more look after him.
The voice said, Call And he said, What shall I call? All flesh grass, and all its goodness as the flower of the field:
The grass was dried up, the flower fell away: for the spirit of Jehovah blew upon it: surely the people grass.