⁹ for we were born only yesterday and know nothing,^(A)
    and our days on earth are but a shadow.^(B)

⁵ Yet you sweep people away^(A) in the sleep of death—
    they are like the new grass of the morning:

⁶ In the morning it springs up new,
    but by evening it is dry and withered.^(A)

⁹ All our days pass away under your wrath;
    we finish our years with a moan.^(A)

¹¹ My days are like the evening shadow;^(A)
    I wither^(B) away like grass.

¹⁵ The life of mortals is like grass,^(A)
    they flourish like a flower^(B) of the field;

⁴ They are like a breath;^(A)
    their days are like a fleeting shadow.^(B)

⁶ A voice says, “Cry out.”
    And I said, “What shall I cry?”

“All people are like grass,^(A)
    and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.