For as grass speedily they are cut off, And as the greenness of the tender grass do fade.
As a flower he hath gone forth, and is cut off, And he fleeth as a shadow and standeth not.
When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity — For their being destroyed for ever and ever!
And Thou [art] high to the age, O Jehovah.
For there is not a posterity to the evil, The lamp of the wicked is extinguished.
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,