15 As for man, his days are like (A)grass;
    he flourishes like (B)a flower of the field;
16 for (C)the wind passes over it, and (D)it is gone,
    and (E)its place knows it no more.

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15 The life of mortals is like grass,(A)
    they flourish like a flower(B) of the field;
16 the wind blows(C) over it and it is gone,
    and its place(D) remembers it no more.

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