Man was likened to vanity: his days as a shadow passing away.
My days declining as a shadow, and I shall be dried up as grass.
As the shadow according to its declining I was gone: I was shaken off as the locust.
(For yesterday are we and we shall not know, for our days upon earth are a shadow:)
Vanity of vanities, said the preacher; all is vanity.
For dying, we shall die, and as waters poured out on the earth, which will not be gathered; and God will not lift up the soul: and reckoning, he reckons that the fugitive shall not be driven out from him.
And it shall not be good to the unjust one; he shall not lengthen the days as a shadow, for he feared not from before the face of God.
I saw all the works they did under the sun; and behold, all vanity and striving of the spirit
Vanity of vanities, said the preacher; vanity of vanities, all vanity.
Remember me what is life: wherefore in vain didst thou create all the sons of man?
Surely the sons of man vanity, the sons of man falsehood: to be brought up into the balances, they together of vanity.
With corrections for iniquity thou didst correct man, and thou wilt melt down as a moth his beauty: surely every man is vanity. Silence.
For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as all our fathers: as a shadow our days upon the earth, and no expectation.
Also those dwelling in houses of clay which their foundation in the dust, being crushed before the moth.