Isaiah 40:24

O my God, make them like the whirling dust, Like chaff before the wind.

The grass withers, the flower fades, When the breath of Yahweh blows upon it; Surely the people are grass.

“Who has awakened one from the east Whom He calls in righteousness to His feet? He gives up nations before him And has dominion over kings. He makes them like dust with his sword, As the wind-driven chaff with his bow.

“Being then the offspring of God, we ought not to suppose that the Divine Nature is like gold or silver or stone, an image formed by the craft and thought of man.

For, “All flesh is like grass, And all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, And the flower falls off,