My daysare like a lengthenedshadow,And I witheraway like grass.
"Like a flowerhe comesforthand withers.He also fleeslike a shadowand does not remain.
"He breaksme downon everyside,and I am gone;And He has uprootedmy hopelike a tree.
I am passinglike a shadowwhen it lengthens;I am shakenofflike the locust.
Manis likea merebreath;His daysare like a passingshadow.
For whoknowswhatis goodfor a manduring [his] lifetime,[during] the fewyearsof his futilelife?He will spendthem like a shadow.For whocan tella manwhatwill be afterhim underthe sun?
I am the manwho has seenafflictionBecause of the rodof His wrath.
and the rich man[is to glory] in his humiliation,becauselikefloweringgrasshe will pass away.
Yetyou do not knowwhatyour lifewill be like tomorrow.You are [just] a vaporthat appearsfor a little whileand thenvanishes away.
For, "ALLFLESHIS LIKEGRASS,AND ALLITS GLORYLIKETHE FLOWEROF GRASS.THE GRASSWITHERS,AND THE FLOWERFALLS OFF,
