⁶ A voice says, “Cry out!”
    And I said,^[a] “What shall I cry?”
All flesh is grass;
    their constancy is like the flower of the field.^(A)

¹⁵ As for mortals, their days are like grass;
    they flourish like a flower of the field;^(A)
16 for the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
    and its place knows it no more.

“All flesh is like grass
    and all its glory like the flower of grass.
The grass withers,
    and the flower falls,^(A)
25 but the word of the Lord endures forever.”

⁵ You sweep them away; they are like a dream,
    like grass that is renewed in the morning;^(A)
6 in the morning it flourishes and is renewed;
    in the evening it fades and withers.^(B)