My days are like an outstretched shadow, And as for me, I dry up like grass.
“Like a flower he comes forth and withers. He also flees like a shadow and does not stand.
“He breaks me down on every side, and I am gone; And He has uprooted my hope like a tree.
I am passing like a shadow when it is stretched out; I am shaken off like the locust.
Man is like a breath; His days are like a passing shadow.
For who knows what is good for a man during his lifetime, during the few days of his vain life? He will make do with them like a shadow. For who can tell a man what will be after him under the sun?
I am the man who has seen affliction Because of the rod of His wrath.
and the rich man is to boast in his humiliation, because like flowering grass he will pass away.
Yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow. You are a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away.
For, “All flesh is like grass, And all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, And the flower falls off,