4 My heart is istruck down like grass and jhas withered;
I kforget to eat my bread.
11 My days are like tan evening shadow;
I jwither away like grass.
31 and those who deal with the world as though they had no dealings with it. For dthe present form of this world is passing away.
g“All flesh is like grass
and all its glory like the flower of grass.
The grass withers,
and the flower falls,