¹⁵ Mortal man! as grass `are' his days, As a flower of the field so he flourisheth;

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,

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

¹¹ for the sun did rise with the burning heat, and did wither the grass, and the flower of it fell, and the grace of its appearance did perish, so also the rich in his way shall fade away!

¹² I -- I `am' He -- your comforter, Who `art' thou -- and thou art afraid of man? he dieth! And of the son of man -- grass he is made!

⁵ Thou hast inundated them, they are asleep, In the morning as grass he changeth.

⁶ In the morning it flourisheth, and hath changed, At evening it is cut down, and hath withered.

⁴ And the fading flower of the beauty of his glory That `is' on the head of the fat valley, Hath been as its first-fruit before summer, That its beholder seeth, While it `is' yet in his hand he swalloweth it.

⁴ He is pushing against a sea, and drieth it up, Yea, all the floods He hath made dry, Languishing `are' Bashan and Carmel, Yea, the flower of Lebanon `is' languishing.

¹ Man, born of woman! Of few days, and full of trouble!

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

³ Also -- on this Thou hast opened Thine eyes, And dost bring me into judgment with Thee.

¹ Wo `to' the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim. And the fading flower of the beauty of his glory, That `is' on the head of the fat valley of the broken down of wine.

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.