in the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.
They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone; Yea, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all other, And are cut off as the tops of the ears of corn.
There is no man that hath power over the spirit to retain the spirit; neither hath he power over the day of death; and there is no discharge in that war: neither shall wickedness deliver him that is given to it.