Thematic Bible: Vanishing


Thematic Bible




As for man, like grass, are his days, Like the blossom of the field, so, doth he blossom; For, a wind, hath passed ever it, and it is gone, And its own place is acquainted with it no more.

A voice saying Cry! And one said - What should I cry? All flesh, is grass, And, all the grace thereof, like the flower of the field: The grass hath withered The flower hath faded, Because, the breath of Yahweh, hath blown upon it! Surely the people is grass! The grass, hath withered, The flower, hath faded, - But the word of our God, shall stand unto times age-abiding!