Job 7:6
they come to an end without hope.
Job 9:25
they flee without seeing any good.
Job 17:15
Who can see any hope for me?
Job 17:11
my plans have been ruined,
even the things dear to my heart.
Job 6:11
What is my future, that I should be patient?
Job 13:15
I will still defend
Job 16:22
before I go the way of no return.
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Psalm 90:5-6
They are like grass that grows in the morning—
Psalm 102:11
and I wither away like grass.
Psalm 103:15-16
he blooms like a flower of the field;
Psalm 144:4
his days are like a passing shadow.
Proverbs 14:32
but the righteous one has a refuge in his death.
Isaiah 38:12-13
like a shepherd’s tent.
I have rolled up my life like a weaver;
He cuts me off from the loom.
You make an end of me from day until night.
Isaiah 40:6-7
Another
“All humanity is grass,
and all its goodness is like the flower of the field.
Jeremiah 2:25
and your throat from thirst.
But you say, “It’s hopeless;
I love strangers,
and I will continue to follow them.”
Ephesians 2:12
At that time you were without the Messiah, excluded from the citizenship of Israel, and foreigners to the covenants of the promise,
James 1:11
For the sun rises with its scorching heat and dries up the grass; its flower falls off, and its beautiful appearance is destroyed. In the same way, the rich man will wither away while pursuing his activities.
James 4:14
You don’t even know what tomorrow will bring—what your life will be! For you are like smoke that appears for a little while, then vanishes.
1 Peter 1:13
Therefore, with your minds ready for action,
1 Peter 1:24
For
and all its glory
The grass withers, and the flower falls,
Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Summary
Swifter
Without hope
Bible References
Swifter
they flee without seeing any good.
before I go the way of no return.
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my plans have been ruined,
even the things dear to my heart.
They are like grass that grows in the morning—
and I wither away like grass.
he blooms like a flower of the field;
his days are like a passing shadow.
like a shepherd’s tent.
I have rolled up my life like a weaver;
He cuts me off from the loom.
You make an end of me from day until night.
Another
“All humanity is grass,
and all its goodness is like the flower of the field.
and all its glory
The grass withers, and the flower falls,
Without hope
What is my future, that I should be patient?
Who can see any hope for me?
but the righteous one has a refuge in his death.
and your throat from thirst.
But you say, “It’s hopeless;
I love strangers,
and I will continue to follow them.”