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Psalm 102:11 - King James Version - American Edition

My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

My days are like an evening shadow that stretches out and declines [with the sun]; and I am withered like grass.

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American Standard Version (1901)

My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.

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Common English Bible

My days are like a shadow soon gone. I’m dried up like dead grass.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

For according to the height of the heavens above the earth, so has he reinforced his mercy toward those who fear him.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

For according to the height of the heaven above the earth: he hath strengthened his mercy towards them that fear him.

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Psalm 102:11
12 Tagairtí Cros  

He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.


He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.


I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.


Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.


For who knoweth what is good for man in this life, all the days of his vain life which he spendeth as a shadow? for who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun?


I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.


but the rich, in that he is made low: because as the flower of the grass he shall pass away.


whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.


For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away: