For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passes away, and comes not again.
And the LORD said, My spirit shall not always strive with man, for that he also is flesh: yet his days shall be a hundred and twenty years.
Remember, I beseech you, that you have made me as the clay; and will you bring me into dust again?
I loathe it; I would not live always: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
O remember that my life is a breath: my eye shall no more see good.
That which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit.
Whereas you know not what shall be tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor, that appears for a little time, and then vanishes away.