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:

As for man, the son of woman, his days are short and full of trouble.

As for man, his days are as grass: his beautiful growth is like the flower of the field.

But David took his oath again and said, Your father sees that I am dear to you; so he says to himself, Let Jonathan have no idea of this, for it will be a grief to him; but as the Lord is living, and as your soul is living, there is only a step between me and death.

But man, like the animals, does not go on for ever; he comes to an end like the beasts.

So he kept in mind that they were only flesh; a breath which is quickly gone, and will not come again.

For he has knowledge of our feeble frame; he sees that we are only dust.

Have no more to do with man, whose life is only a breath, for he is of no value.

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.

For we have all become like an unclean person, and all our good acts are like a dirty robe: and we have all become old like a dead leaf, and our sins, like the wind, take us away.