The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field: The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the LORD bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass. The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever.

As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.

Whereas 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.

For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither as the green herb.

But the rich, in that he is made low: because as the flower of the grass he shall pass away. For 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.

When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; it is that they shall be destroyed for ever:

Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:

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 corn blasted before it be grown up.

And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the will of God abideth for ever.

My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.

Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.