Now their faces are blacker than coal; they are unrecognized in the streets. Their skin clings to their bones; it has become dry like a stick.
He won't escape darkness; a flame will wither his shoots; and he'll depart by the breath of God's mouth.
Indeed, they soon will wither like grass, and like green herbs they will fade away.
Withered like grass, my heart is overwhelmed, and I have even forgotten to eat my food.
You've arrested me, making me testify against myself! My leanness rises up to attack me, accusing me to my face.
No sooner are they planted, no sooner are they sown, no sooner have their stems taken root in the earth, than he blows on them, and they wither, and the tempest sweeps them away like stubble.
You'll be like an oak whose leaf is withering, like an unwatered garden.
All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous acts are like a filthy rag; we all shrivel up like a leaf, and like the wind, our iniquities sweep us away.
My life is like a declining shadow, and I am withering like a plant.
Ephraim is blighted; its roots shriveled. It can bear no fruit. Even if they bear children, I will kill their cherished offspring.
His roots wither underneath, while his branches above are being cut off.
But when the sun came up, they were scorched. Since they did not have any roots, they dried up.
But when the sun came up, they were scorched. Since they didn't have any roots, they dried up.
Unless a person abides in me, he is thrown away like a pruned branch and dries up. People gather such branches, throw them into a fire, and they are burned up.