But man in his pomp will not endure;
He is like the beasts that perish.
“Behold, You have made my days as handbreadths,
And my lifetime as nothing in Your sight;
Surely every man at his best is a mere breath. Selah.
Man in his pomp, yet without understanding,
Is like the beasts that perish.
“Nevertheless you will die like men
And fall like any one of the princes.”
I said to myself concerning the sons of men, “God has surely tested them in order for them to see that they are but beasts.”
Moreover, man does not know his time: like fish caught in a treacherous net and birds trapped in a snare, so the sons of men are ensnared at an evil time when it suddenly falls on them.
and the rich man is to glory in his humiliation, because like flowering grass he will pass away.
“All flesh is like grass,
And all its glory like the flower of grass.
The grass withers,
And the flower falls off,