¹⁵ The life of mortals is like grass,^(A)
    they flourish like a flower^(B) of the field;

⁶ A voice says, “Cry out.”
    And I said, “What shall I cry?”

“All people are like grass,^(A)
    and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.
⁷ The grass withers^(B) and the flowers fall,
    because the breath^(C) of the Lord blows^(D) on them.
    Surely the people are grass.

“All people are like grass,
    and all their glory is like the flowers of the field;
the grass withers and the flowers fall,