Psalms 103:15
As for man, his days are like grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
As for man, his days are like grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
As for man, his days are like grass, he blooms like a flower of the field.
As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
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That a man in his tyme is but as is grasse, & florisheth as a floure of the felde.
The dayes of man are as grasse: as a flowre of the fielde, so florisheth he.
The dayes of man are as the dayes of an hearbe: he florisheth as a flowre in the fielde.
[As for] man, his days [are] as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
As for man, his days are like grass. As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
Mortal man! as grass `are' his days, 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.
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: his beautiful growth is like the flower of the field.
As for man, his days are like grass. As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
A person’s life is like grass. Like a flower in the field it flourishes,
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16 For the wind passes over it, and it is gone; and its place remembers it no more.
24 Because "All flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of the grass. The grass withers, and its flower falls away,
3 LORD, what is man, that you take knowledge of him! Or the son of man, that you make account of him!
4 Man is like vanity: his days are as a shadow that passes away.
6 The voice said, Cry out. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all its beauty is like the flower of the field:
7 The grass withers, the flower fades, because the breath of the LORD blows upon it; surely the people are grass.
8 The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God stands forever.
1 Man who is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble.
2 He comes forth like a flower and is cut down; he flees also as a shadow and does not continue.
14 For He knows our frame; He remembers that we are dust.
10 But the rich in that he is made low, because as the flower of the grass he will pass away.
11 For the sun rises with a burning heat, and it withers the grass, and its flower falls, and the beauty of its appearance perishes: so also will the rich man fade away in his pursuits.
11 My days are like a shadow that declines, and I am withered like grass.
4 For a thousand years in your sight are like yesterday when it is past, and like a watch in the night.
5 You carry them away like a flood; they are like a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which grows up.
6 In the morning it flourishes and grows up; in the evening it is cut down and withers.
12 While it is still green and not cut down, it withers before any other herb.
9 Yet through the scent of water it will bud and bring forth branches like a plant.
10 But man dies and wastes away; yes, man gives up the spirit, and where is he?
11 As the waters fail from the sea and the flood decays and dries up,
15 All flesh shall perish together, and man shall return again to dust.
4 His breath departs, he returns to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
12 Nevertheless, man being in honor abides not: he is like the beasts that perish.
2 For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither like the green herb.
14 Whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.
5 Behold, you have made my days as a handbreadth; and my age is as nothing before you: truly every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
9 For all our days are passed away in your wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
10 The days of our years are seventy years; and if by reason of strength they are eighty years, yet their strength is labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
14 He causes the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth;
19 For that which befalls the sons of men also befalls beasts; one thing befalls them: as one dies, so dies the other; yes, they all have one breath; so that a man has no advantage over a beast: for all is vanity.
20 All go to one place; all are of dust, and all turn to dust again.
39 For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passes away, and comes not again.
6 Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withers before it grows up:
5 Are Your days as the days of man? Are Your years as man's days,
7 When the wicked spring up like the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity flourish, it is so they may be destroyed forever.
47 Remember how short my time is; why have you made all men in vain?
15 For we are strangers before You, and sojourners, as were all our fathers; our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no abiding.
3 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned like a hearth.
4 My heart is stricken and withered like grass, so I forget to eat my bread.
22 Cease from man, whose breath is in his nostrils; for how much is he to be accounted of?
27 Therefore 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 grain blighted before it is grown up.
9 (For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days on earth are a shadow:)
1 Is there not an appointed time for man on earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hired worker?
29 You hide Your face, they are troubled: You take away their breath, they die, and return to their dust.
4 And the glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fertile valley, shall be a fading flower, and like the early fruit before the summer; which when he who looks upon it sees, while it is yet in his hand he eats it up.
12 For who knows what is good for man in this life, all the days of his vain life which he spends as a shadow? For who can tell a man what will be after him under the sun?
24 They are exalted for a little while, but are gone and brought low; they are removed out of the way like all others, and cut off like the tops of the ears of grain.
23 Man goes out to his work and to his labor until the evening.
28 If then God so clothes the grass, which today is in the field and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith?
5 Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months is with You; You have appointed his limits that he cannot pass;