Psalms 144:4
Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
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14For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.
15As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
16For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
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.
3LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
4LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
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.
6Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
4His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
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.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
11Seeing there be many things that increase vanity, what is man the better?
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?
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:
9(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days upon earth are a shadow:)
12Nevertheless man being in honour abideth not: he is like the beasts that perish.
47Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?
15All flesh shall perish together, and man shall turn again unto dust.
11When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
4For he cometh in with vanity, and departeth in darkness, and his name shall be covered with darkness.
5Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days,
8But if a man live many years, and rejoice in them all; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many. All that cometh is vanity.
17What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
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.
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:
11The LORD knoweth the thoughts of man, that they are vanity.
22Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils: for wherein is he to be accounted of?
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.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
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.
3Thou turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of men.
4For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
1Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
2O ye sons of men, how long will ye turn my glory into shame? how long will ye love vanity, and seek after leasing? Selah.
19How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which are crushed before the moth?
20They are destroyed from morning to evening: they perish for ever without any regarding it.
4What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?
9Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie: to be laid in the balance, they are altogether lighter than vanity.
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.
8Vanity of vanities, saith the preacher; all is vanity.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
6In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.
5Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months are with thee, thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;
4Again, I considered all travail, and every right work, that for this a man is envied of his neighbour. This is also vanity and vexation of spirit.
23For all his days are sorrows, and his travail grief; yea, his heart taketh not rest in the night. This is also vanity.