For He remembered that they were flesh, a breath passing away, and not returning.
And Jehovah said, My Spirit shall not always strive with man; in their erring he is flesh. And his days shall be a hundred and twenty years.
Remember, I pray, that You have formed me as clay; and will You bring me to dust again?
I despise them; I will not live always. Cease from me, for my days are vanity.
Remember that my life is a breath; my eyes shall not return to see good.
The thing having been generated out of the flesh is flesh, and that having been generated out of the Spirit is spirit.
who do not know of the morrow. For what is your life? For it is a mist, which for a little is appearing, and then disappearing. Ps. 94:11