²⁰ And when the disciples saw it they were surprised, saying, How did the fig-tree become dry in so short a time?

⁶ A voice of one saying, Give a cry! And I said, What is my cry to be? All flesh is grass, and all its strength like the flower of the field.

⁷ The grass becomes dry, the flower is dead; because the breath of the Lord goes over it: truly the people is grass.

⁸ The grass is dry, the flower is dead; but the word of our God is eternal.

²⁰ And when they were going by in the morning, they saw the fig-tree dead from the roots.

²¹ And Peter, having a memory of it, said to him, Master, see, the tree which was cursed by you is dead.

¹⁰ But the man of wealth, that he is made low; because like the flower of the grass he will come to his end.

¹¹ For when the sun comes up with its burning heat, the grass gets dry and the grace of its form is gone with the falling flower; so the man of wealth comes to nothing in his ways.