¹¹ My days as a shadow `are' stretched out, And I -- as the herb I am withered.

² As a flower he hath gone forth, and is cut off, And he fleeth as a shadow and standeth not.

²³ As a shadow when it is stretched out I have gone, I have been driven away as a locust.

⁴ Man to vanity hath been like, His days `are' as a shadow passing by.

²⁴ because all flesh `is' as grass, and all glory of man as flower of grass; wither did the grass, and the flower of it fell away,

¹⁴ who do not know the thing of the morrow; for what is your life? for it is a vapour that is appearing for a little, and then is vanishing;

¹⁰ and the rich in his becoming low, because as a flower of grass he shall pass away;

⁶ A voice is saying, `Call,' And he said, `What do I call?' All flesh `is' grass, and all its goodliness `is' As a flower of the field:

⁷ Withered hath grass, faded the flower, For the Spirit of Jehovah blew upon it, Surely the people `is' grass;

⁸ Withered hath grass, faded the flower, But a word of our God riseth for ever.

¹² For who knoweth what `is' good for a man in life, the number of the days of the life of his vanity, and he maketh them as a shadow? for who declareth to man what is after him under the sun?

³ For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned.

⁴ Smitten as the herb, and withered, is my heart, For I have forgotten to eat my bread.

⁵ Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age `is' as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity `is' every man set up. Selah.

⁶ Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, `in' vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.