15 As for man, his days are like tgrass;
he flourishes like ua flower of the field;
The Word of God Stands Forever
6 A voice says, “Cry!”
And I said,1 “What shall I cry?”
iAll flesh is grass,
and all its beauty2 is like the flower of the field.
7 The grass withers, the flower fades
when the breath of the Lord blows on it;
surely the people are grass.
g“All flesh is like grass
and all its glory like the flower of grass.
The grass withers,
and the flower falls,