My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered 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 lengthening shadow, and I wither away 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 cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.

I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.

Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.

For who knoweth what is good for man in his life, all the days of his vain life which he spendeth as a shadow? for who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun?

and the rich, in that he is made low: because as the flower of the grass he shall pass away.

Behold, thou hast made my days as handbreadths; And my life- time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity.[ SelahSurely every man walketh in a vain show; Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

For my days consume away like smoke, And my bones are burned as a firebrand.My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; For I forget to eat my bread.

whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. What is your life? For ye are a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

The voice of one saying, Cry. And one said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field.The grass withereth, the flower fadeth, because the breath of Jehovah bloweth upon it; surely the people is grass.The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God shall stand forever.

For, All flesh is as grass, And all the glory thereof as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower falleth: