⁴ My heart is blighted and withered like grass;^(A)
    I forget to eat my food.^(B)

¹¹ My days are like the evening shadow;^(A)
    I wither^(B) away like grass.

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.
⁸ The grass withers and the flowers^(E) fall,
    but the word^(F) of our God endures^(G) forever.^(H)”