You carry us away like a flood; we last no longer than a dream. We are like weeds that sprout in the morning,

We are destroyed by your anger; we are terrified by your fury.

Our life is cut short by your anger; it fades away like a whisper.

the wicked may grow like weeds, those who do wrong may prosper; yet they will be totally destroyed,

The righteous will flourish like palm trees; they will grow like the cedars of Lebanon.

As for us, our life is like grass. We grow and flourish like a wild flower;

then the wind blows on it, and it is gone--- no one sees it again.

A voice cries out, "Proclaim a message!" "What message shall I proclaim?" I ask. "Proclaim that all human beings are like grass; they last no longer than wild flowers.

Yes, grass withers and flowers fade, but the word of our God endures forever."

and the rich Christians must be glad when God brings them down. For the rich will pass away like the flower of a wild plant.

The sun rises with its blazing heat and burns the plant; its flower falls off, and its beauty is destroyed. In the same way the rich will be destroyed while they go about their business.

You don't even know what your life tomorrow will be! You are like a puff of smoke, which appears for a moment and then disappears.

As the scripture says, "All human beings are like grass, and all their glory is like wild flowers. The grass withers, and the flowers fall,

Our life is short, we know nothing at all; we pass like shadows across the earth.

My days race by, not one of them good.

My life passes like the swiftest boat, as fast as an eagle swooping down on a rabbit.

You know, O LORD, that we pass through life like exiles and strangers, as our ancestors did. Our days are like a passing shadow, and we cannot escape death.

My life is like the evening shadows; I am like dry grass.

We are like a puff of wind; our days are like a passing shadow.

but it will not go well for the wicked. Their life is like a shadow and they will die young, because they do not obey God."