My days as a shadow [are] stretched out, And I — as the herb I am withered.
As a flower he hath gone forth, and is cut off, And he fleeth as a shadow and standeth not.
He breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope.
As a shadow when it is stretched out I have gone, I have been driven away as a locust.
Man to vanity hath been like, His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
For who knoweth what [is] good for a man in life, the number of the days of the life of his vanity, and he maketh them as a shadow? for who declareth to man what is after him under the sun?
I [am] the man [who] hath seen affliction By the rod of His wrath.
and the rich in his becoming low, because as a flower of grass he shall pass away;
who do not know the thing of the morrow; for what is your life? for it is a vapour that is appearing for a little, and then is vanishing;
because all flesh [is] as grass, and all glory of man as flower of grass; wither did the grass, and the flower of it fell away,