⁶ In the morning it sprouts and springs up. By evening, it is withered and dry.

² He comes forth like a flower, and is cut down. He also flees like a shadow, and doesn't continue.

⁷ Though the wicked spring up as the grass, And all the evil-doers flourish, They will be destroyed forever.

³⁰ But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today exists, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, won't he much more clothe you, you of little faith?

¹¹ For the sun arises with the scorching wind, and withers the grass, and the flower in it falls, and the beauty of its appearance perishes. So also will the rich man fade away in his pursuits.