My days are like a lengthening shadow, and I wither away like grass.

我的年日如日影偏斜；我也如草枯干。

我的年日如夕阳，我也如草枯干。

我的年日如夕阳，我也如草枯干。

我的生命就像黄昏的影子，又如枯干的草芥。

我的年日好像日影偏斜，我也好像草一般枯干。

我的年日如同偏斜的影子，我像牧草那样枯干。

我的年日如日影偏斜；我也如草枯乾。

我的年日如夕陽，我也如草枯乾。

我的年日如夕陽，我也如草枯乾。

我的生命就像黃昏的影子，又如枯乾的草芥。

我的年日好像日影偏斜，我也好像草一般枯乾。

我的年日如同日影偏斜；我，我正如草枯乾。

我的年日如同偏斜的影子，我像牧草那樣枯乾。

我日如晷延長、我躬如草枯槁兮、○

余之生命、如影沉西、如草凋零兮、

我之年歲、如日影已斜、我亦枯槁如草、

昔蒙主高舉。今為主遐遺。

My days are like the evening shadow; I wither away like grass.

The days of my life are like an evening shadow. I dry up like grass.

My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.

My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows. I am withering away like grass.

My days are like a lengthening shadow, and I wither away like grass.

My days are like a lengthened shadow, And I wither away like grass.

My days are like a shadow that lengthens, And I wither away like grass.

My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.

My days[ are] like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.

My days are coming to an end, and I am withered like grass.

My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.

He blossoms like a flower, then withers; he flees like a shadow and does not last.

I fade away like a lengthening shadow; I am shaken off like a locust.

Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.

For who knows what is good for man in life, in the few days of his futile life that he spends like a shadow? Who can tell man what will happen after him under the sun?

but the one who is rich should boast in his humiliation because he will pass away like a flower of the field.

You, indeed, have made my days short in length, and my life span as nothing in Your sight. Yes, every mortal man is only a vapor. Selah“ Certainly, man walks about like a mere shadow. Indeed, they frantically rush around in vain, gathering possessions without knowing who will get them.

For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.My heart is afflicted, withered like grass; I even forget to eat my food.

You don’t even know what tomorrow will bring— what your life will be! For you are like smoke that appears for a little while, then vanishes.

A voice was saying,“ Cry out!” Another said,“ What should I cry out?”“ All humanity is grass, and all its goodness is like the flower of the field.The grass withers, the flowers fade when the breath of the Lord blows on them; indeed, the people are grass.The grass withers, the flowers fade, but the word of our God remains forever.”

For All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like a flower of the grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls,