For the wind passes over it, and it is gone. Its place remembers it no more.
For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; And the place thereof shall know it no more.
For the wind passes over it and it is gone, and its place shall know it no more.
but when the wind blows through it, it’s gone; even the ground where it stood doesn’t remember it.
The trees of the field will be saturated, along with the cedars of Lebanon, which he planted.
The trees of the field shall be filled, and the cedars of Libanus which he hath planted:
Chanokh walked with God, and he was not, for God took him.
But man dies, and is laid low. Yes, man gives up the spirit, and where is he?
The eye which saw him shall see him no more, neither shall his place any more see him.
The voice of one saying, *Cry!* One said, *What shall I cry?* *All flesh is like grass, and all its glory is like the flower of the field.
The grass withers, the flower fades, because the LORD's breath blows on it. Surely the people are like grass.