While it is yet green and not cut down, It withers before any other plant.
For he shall be like a shrub in the desert, And shall not see when good comes, But shall inhabit the parched places in the wilderness, In a salt land which is not inhabited.
because “All flesh is as grass, And all the glory of man as the flower of the grass. The grass withers, And its flower falls away,
But he who received the seed on stony places, this is he who hears the word and immediately receives it with joy;
“Can the papyrus grow up without a marsh? Can the reeds flourish without water?
So are the paths of all who forget God; And the hope of the hypocrite shall perish,
That the triumphing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the hypocrite is but for a moment?
The rivers will turn foul; The brooks of defense will be emptied and dried up; The reeds and rushes will wither.