¹¹ My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.

² He comes out like a flower, and is cut down: he goes in flight like a shade, and is never seen again.

²³ I am gone like the shade when it is stretched out: I am forced out of my place like a locust.

⁴ Man is like a breath: his life is like a shade which is quickly gone.

²⁴ For it is said, All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flower of the grass. The grass becomes dry and the flower dead:

¹⁴ When you are not certain what will take place tomorrow. What is your life? It is a mist, which is seen for a little time and then is gone.

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

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.

¹² Who is able to say what is good for man in life all the days of his foolish life which he goes through like a shade? who will say what is to be after him under the sun?

³ My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.

⁴ My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.

⁵ You have made my days no longer than a hand's measure; and my years are nothing in your eyes; truly, every man is but a breath. (Selah.)

⁶ Truly, every man goes on his way like an image; he is troubled for no purpose: he makes a great store of wealth, and has no knowledge of who will get it.