My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle and come to their end without hope.
“My days are swifter than a runner; they flee away; they see no good.
where then is my hope? Who will see my hope?
for “All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls,
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. The grass withers, the flower fades when the breath of the Lord blows on it; surely the people are grass.
My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd's tent; like a weaver I have rolled up my life; he cuts me off from the loom; from day to night you bring me to an end; I calmed myself until morning; like a lion he breaks all my bones; from day to night you bring me to an end.
The wicked is overthrown through his evildoing, but the righteous finds refuge in his death.
Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
As for man, his days are like grass; he flourishes like a flower of the field; for the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place knows it no more.
My days are past; my plans are broken off, the desires of my heart.
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.
For the sun rises with its scorching heat and withers the grass; its flower falls, and its beauty perishes. So also will the rich man fade away in the midst of his pursuits.
remember that you were at that time separated from Christ, alienated from the commonwealth of Israel and strangers to the covenants of promise, having no hope and without God in the world.
My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.
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.
For when a few years have come I shall go the way from which I shall not return.
Though he slay me, I will hope in him; yet I will argue my ways to his face.
What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should be patient?
Keep your feet from going unshod and your throat from thirst. But you said, ‘It is hopeless, for I have loved foreigners, and after them I will go.’
Therefore, preparing your minds for action, and being sober-minded, set your hope fully on the grace that will be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ.
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