For the wind blows over it, and it is no more, And its place no longer remembers it.
“Grass shall wither, the flower shall fade, when the Spirit of יהוה has blown on it! Truly the people is grass!
Eyes that saw him do so no more, nor does his place see him any more.
But man dies and is powerless, and man expires, and where is he?
And Ḥanoḵ walked with Elohim. Then he was no more, for Elohim took him.
The voice said, “Cry out!” and he said, “What do I cry?” “All flesh is grass, and all its loving-commitment is like the flower of the field.