⁵ Yet you sweep people away^(A) in the sleep of death—
    they are like the new grass of the morning:

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.

²⁰ They are like a dream^(A) when one awakes;^(B)
    when you arise, Lord,
    you will despise them as fantasies.^(C)

¹⁶ They were carried off before their time,^(A)
    their foundations^(B) washed away by a flood.^(C)

“All people are like grass,
    and all their glory is like the flowers of the field;
the grass withers and the flowers fall,