| My days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good. They are passed away as the swift ships: as the eagle that hasteth to the prey.1 – Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up. In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.2 – Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble. He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down.3 |
| The world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the will of God abideth forever.4 – They shall perish, but thou shalt endure: yea, all of them shall wax old like a garment; as a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed: but thou art the same, and thy years shall have no end.5 – Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and today, and forever.6 |
