Job 14:2

“For we are sojourners before You, and foreign residents, like all our fathers were; our days on the earth are like a shadow, and there is no hope.

‘Between morning and evening they are broken in pieces; Unobserved, they perish forever.

“For we are only of yesterday and know nothing, Because our days on earth are but a shadow.

“He will drop off his unripe grape like the vine, And will cast off his flower like the olive tree.

For they will wither quickly like the grass And fade like the green herb.

“Behold, You have made my days as handbreadths, And my lifetime as nothing before You; Surely every man, even standing firm, is altogether vanity. Selah.

In the morning it blossoms and sprouts anew; Toward evening it withers away and dries up.

My days are like an outstretched shadow, And as for me, I dry up like grass.

As for man, his days are like grass; As a flower of the field, so he flowers.

Man is like a breath; His days are like a passing shadow.

But it will not be well for the wicked man, and he will not prolong his days like a shadow, because he does not fear God openly.

A voice says, “Call out.” Then he answered, “What shall I call out?” All flesh is grass, and all its lovingkindness is like the flower of the field.