⁶ A voice says, “Cry out.”
    And I said, “What shall I cry?”

“All people are like grass,^(A)
    and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.

¹⁵ The life of mortals is like grass,^(A)
    they flourish like a flower^(B) of the field;
¹⁶ the wind blows^(C) over it and it is gone,
    and its place^(D) remembers it no more.

¹¹ My days are like the evening shadow;^(A)
    I wither^(B) away like grass.

“All people are like grass,
    and all their glory is like the flowers of the field;
the grass withers and the flowers fall,
²⁵     but the word of the Lord endures forever.”^[a](A)