Psalms 102:11
My days are coming to an end, and I am withered like grass.
My days are coming to an end, and I am withered like grass.
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3 For my days go up in smoke, and my bones are charred like a fireplace.
4 My heart is parched and withered like grass, for I am unable to eat food.
5 Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin.
23 I am fading away like a shadow at the end of the day; I am shaken off like a locust.
23 He has taken away my strength in the middle of life; he has cut short my days.
24 I say,“O my God, please do not take me away in the middle of my life! You endure through all generations.
15 A person’s life is like grass. Like a flower in the field it flourishes,
4 People are like a vapor, their days like a shadow that disappears.
9 For I eat ashes as if they were bread, and mix my drink with my tears,
10 because of your anger and raging fury. Indeed, you pick me up and throw me away.
5 You bring their lives to an end and they“fall asleep.” In the morning they are like the grass that sprouts up;
6 in the morning it glistens and sprouts up; at evening time it withers and dries up.
7 My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.
12 My dwelling place is removed and taken away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I rolled up my life like a weaver rolls cloth; from the loom he cuts me off. You turn day into night and end my life.
13 I cry out until morning; like a lion he shatters all my bones; you turn day into night and end my life.
10 For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. My strength fails me because of my sin, and my bones become brittle.
2 For they will quickly dry up like grass, and wither away like plants.
7 The grass dries up, the flowers wither, when the wind sent by the LORD blows on them. Surely humanity is like grass.
8 The grass dries up, the flowers wither, but the decree of our God is forever reliable.”
6 My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.
1 My spirit is broken, my days have faded out, the grave awaits me.
14 My strength drains away like water; all my bones are dislocated; my heart is like wax; it melts away inside me.
15 The roof of my mouth is as dry as a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to my gums. You set me in the dust of death.
11 My days have passed, my plans are shattered, even the desires of my heart.
2 He grows up like a flower and then withers away; he flees like a shadow, and does not remain.
6 May they be like the grass on the rooftops which withers before one can even pull it up,
12 While they are still beginning to flower and not ripe for cutting, they can wither away faster than any grass!
10 “I thought,‘In the middle of my life I must walk through the gates of Sheol, I am deprived of the rest of my years.’
3 Certainly my enemies chase me. They smash me into the ground. They force me to live in dark regions, like those who have been dead for ages.
4 My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.
11 For the sun rises with its heat and dries up the meadow; the petal of the flower falls off and its beauty is lost forever. So also the rich person in the midst of his pursuits will wither away.
10 My heart beats quickly; my strength leaves me; I can hardly see.
18 So I said,“My endurance has expired; I have lost all hope of deliverance from the LORD.”
10 He tears me down on every side until I perish; he uproots my hope like an uprooted tree.
15 Terrors are turned loose on me; they drive away my honor like the wind, and like a cloud my deliverance has passed away.
16 Job’s Despondency“And now my soul pours itself out within me; days of suffering take hold of me.
4 “O LORD, help me understand my mortality and the brevity of life! Let me realize how quickly my life will pass!
5 Look, you make my days short-lived, and my life span is nothing from your perspective. Surely all people, even those who seem secure, are nothing but vapor.(Selah)
12 I am forgotten, like a dead man no one thinks about; I am regarded as worthless, like a broken jar.
19 He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
9 Yes, throughout all our days we experience your raging fury; the years of our lives pass quickly, like a sigh.
24 For all flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of the grass; the grass withers and the flower falls off,
16 my face is reddened because of weeping, and on my eyelids there is a deep darkness,
25 Renewed Complaint“My days are swifter than a runner, they speed by without seeing happiness.
27 Their residents are powerless; they are terrified and ashamed. They are as short-lived as plants in the field or green vegetation. They are as short-lived as grass on the rooftops when it is scorched by the east wind.
11 He has obstructed my paths and torn me to pieces; he has made me desolate.
6 I am dazed and completely humiliated; all day long I walk around mourning.
4 They treat me like those who descend into the grave. I am like a helpless man,
13 מ(Mem) He sent down fire into my bones, and it overcame them. He spread out a trapper’s net for my feet; he made me turn back. He has made me desolate; I am faint all day long.
19 My roots reach the water, and the dew lies on my branches all night long.