¹² The vine is dried up
    and the fig tree is withered;^(A)
the pomegranate,^(B) the palm and the apple^[a] tree—
    all the trees of the field—are dried up.^(C)
Surely the people’s joy
    is withered away.

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.
⁷ The grass withers^(B) and the flowers fall,
    because the breath^(C) of the Lord blows^(D) on them.
    Surely the people are grass.
⁸ The grass withers and the flowers^(E) fall,
    but the word^(F) of our God endures^(G) forever.^(H)”

¹⁰ because of your great wrath,^(A)
    for you have taken me up and thrown me aside.

⁵ Yet you sweep people away^(A) in the sleep of death—
    they are like the new grass of the morning:
⁶ In the morning it springs up new,
    but by evening it is dry and withered.^(B)

⁶ When I felt secure, I said,
    “I will never be shaken.”^(A)
7 Lord, when you favored me,
    you made my royal mountain^[a] stand firm;
but when you hid your face,^(B)
    I was dismayed.

“Naked I came from my mother’s womb,
    and naked I will depart.^[a](A)
The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away;^(B)
    may the name of the Lord be praised.”^(C)