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Nevertheless man being in honour abideth not: he is like the beasts that perish.
And David sware moreover, and said, Thy father certainly knoweth that I have found grace in thine eyes; and he saith, Let not Jonathan know this, lest he be grieved: but truly as the LORD liveth, and as thy soul liveth, there is but a step between me and death.
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.
For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.
Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.
Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils: for wherein is he to be accounted of?
The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof 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 withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:
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Nevertheless man being in honour abideth not: he is like the beasts that perish.
And David sware moreover, and said, Thy father certainly knoweth that I have found grace in thine eyes; and he saith, Let not Jonathan know this, lest he be grieved: but truly as the LORD liveth, and as thy soul liveth, there is but a step between me and death.
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.
For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.
Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.
Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils: for wherein is he to be accounted of?
The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof 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 withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away: