Isaiah 40:7

“Like a flower he comes forth and withers. He also flees like a shadow and does not stand.

My heart has been stricken like grass and it has dried up, Indeed, I forget to eat my bread.

When the wind has passed over it, it is no more, And its place acknowledges it no longer.

“So their inhabitants were short of power; They were dismayed and put to shame; They were as the plant of the field and as the green herb, As grass on the rooftops is scorched before it rises.

“I, even I, am He who comforts you. Who are you that you are afraid of man who dies And of the son of man who is made like grass,

“You look for much, but behold, it comes to little; and you bring it home, and I blow it away. Why?” declares Yahweh of hosts, “Because of My house which lies waste, while each of you runs to his own house.

For the sun rises with a scorching heat and withers the grass; and its flower falls off and the beauty of its appearance is destroyed; so too the rich man in the midst of his pursuits will fade away.

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