⁵ You sweep people away like dreams that disappear.
    They are like grass that springs up in the morning.

⁶ A voice said, “Shout!”
    I asked, “What should I shout?”

“Shout that people are like the grass.
    Their beauty fades as quickly
    as the flowers in a field.

²⁰ When you arise, O Lord,
    you will laugh at their silly ideas
    as a person laughs at dreams in the morning.

¹⁶ They were snatched away in the prime of life,
    the foundations of their lives washed away.

“People are like grass;
    their beauty is like a flower in the field.
The grass withers and the flower fades.