And he remembered that they were but flesh; A wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.
And the LORD said, My spirit shall not strive with man for ever, for that he also is flesh: yet shall his days be an hundred and twenty years.
Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast fashioned me as clay; And wilt thou bring me into dust again?
I loathe my life; I would not live alway: Let me alone; for my days are vanity
Oh remember that my life is wind: Mine eye shall no more see good.
That which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit.
whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. What is your life? For ye are a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.