Psalms 103:15
As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
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16For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
24For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:
3LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
4Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
6The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field:
7The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the LORD bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.
8The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever.
1Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.
2He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
14For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.
10But the rich, in that he is made low: because as the flower of the grass he shall pass away.
11For the sun is no sooner risen with a burning heat, but it withereth the grass, and the flower thereof falleth, and the grace of the fashion of it perisheth: so also shall the rich man fade away in his ways.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
4For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
5Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.
6In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.
12Whilst it is yet in his greenness, and not cut down, it withereth before any other herb.
9Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.
10But man dieth, and wasteth away: yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?
11As the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth up:
15All flesh shall perish together, and man shall turn again unto dust.
4His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
12Nevertheless man being in honour abideth not: he is like the beasts that perish.
2For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither as the green herb.
14Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.
5Behold, 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.
9For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
10The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
14He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth;
19For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth beasts; even one thing befalleth them: as the one dieth, so dieth the other; yea, they have all one breath; so that a man hath no preeminence above a beast: for all is vanity.
20All go unto one place; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again.
39For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.
6Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:
5Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days,
7When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; it is that they shall be destroyed for ever:
47Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?
15For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as were all our fathers: our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is none abiding.
3For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
4My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
22Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils: for wherein is he to be accounted of?
27Therefore their inhabitants were of small power, they were dismayed and confounded: they were as the grass of the field, and as the green herb, as the grass on the housetops, and as corn blasted before it be grown up.
9(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days upon earth are a shadow:)
1Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
29Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away their breath, they die, and return to their dust.
4And the glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fat valley, shall be a fading flower, and as the hasty fruit before the summer; which when he that looketh upon it seeth, while it is yet in his hand he eateth it up.
12For who knoweth what is good for man in this life, all the days of his vain life which he spendeth as a shadow? for who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun?
24They are exalted for a little while, but are gone and brought low; they are taken out of the way as all other, and cut off as the tops of the ears of corn.
23Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the evening.
28If then God so clothe the grass, which is to day in the field, and to morrow is cast into the oven; how much more will he clothe you, O ye of little faith?
5Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months are with thee, thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;