⁴ Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

¹¹ My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.

²³ I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.

⁹ (For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days upon earth are a shadow:)

⁸ Vanity of vanities, saith the preacher; all is vanity.

⁵ Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.

⁶ Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

¹⁴ For we must needs die, and are as water spilt on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again; neither doth God respect any person: yet doth he devise means, that his banished be not expelled from him.

¹³ But it shall not be well with the wicked, neither shall he prolong his days, which are as a shadow; because he feareth not before God.

¹⁴ I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit.

² Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity.