Thematic Bible
Thematic Bible
Body » Frailty of
Nevertheless man being in honor abides not: he is like the beasts that perish.
And David swore again, and said, Your father certainly knows that I have found grace in your eyes; and he says, Let not Jonathan know this, lest he be grieved: but truly as the LORD lives, and as your soul lives, there is but a step between me and death.
My heart pants, my strength fails me: as for the light of my eyes, it also is gone from me.
For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passes away, and comes not again.
For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust.
Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cuts and splits wood upon the earth.
Turn away from man, whose breath is in his nostrils: for of what account is he?
The voice said, } Cry. { And he said, What shall I cry? {} All flesh is grass, and all its loveliness is as the flower of the field:
But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower thereof falls away:
Man » Extremity of examples of » Frailty of
Nevertheless man being in honor abides not: he is like the beasts that perish.
And David swore again, and said, Your father certainly knows that I have found grace in your eyes; and he says, Let not Jonathan know this, lest he be grieved: but truly as the LORD lives, and as your soul lives, there is but a step between me and death.
My heart pants, my strength fails me: as for the light of my eyes, it also is gone from me.
For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passes away, and comes not again.
For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust.
Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cuts and splits wood upon the earth.
Turn away from man, whose breath is in his nostrils: for of what account is he?
The voice said, } Cry. { And he said, What shall I cry? {} All flesh is grass, and all its loveliness is as the flower of the field:
But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower thereof falls away: