and the rich in his humiliation, because like a flower of the grass he will pass away.
for “All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls,
And the world is passing away along with its desires, but whoever does the will of God abides forever.
He comes out like a flower and withers; he flees like a shadow and continues not.
As for the rich in this present age, charge them not to be haughty, nor to set their hopes on the uncertainty of riches, but on God, who richly provides us with everything to enjoy.
“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
and those who deal with the world as though they had no dealings with it. For the present form of this world is passing away.
As for man, his days are like grass; he flourishes like a flower of the field;
yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.
But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?
All these things my hand has made, and so all these things came to be, declares the Lord. But this is the one to whom I will look: he who is humble and contrite in spirit and trembles at my word.
A voice says, “Cry!” And I said, “What shall I cry?” All flesh is grass, and all its beauty is like the flower of the field.
You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning: in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; in the evening it fades and withers.
Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ
For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: “I dwell in the high and holy place, and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly, and to revive the heart of the contrite.
My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.
For they will soon fade like the grass and wither like the green herb.
I have seen a wicked, ruthless man, spreading himself like a green laurel tree. But he passed away, and behold, he was no more; though I sought him, he could not be found.
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