Psalm 102:11

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

Job 14:2

“Like a flower he comes forth and withers.
He also flees like a shadow and does not remain.

Psalm 109:23

I am passing like a shadow when it lengthens;
I am shaken off like the locust.

Psalm 144:4

Man is like a mere breath;
His days are like a passing shadow.

Psalm 39:5-6

“Behold, You have made my days as handbreadths,
And my lifetime as nothing in Your sight;
Surely every man at his best is a mere breath. Selah.

Psalm 102:3-4

For my days have been consumed in smoke,
And my bones have been scorched like a hearth.

Ecclesiastes 6:12

For who knows what is good for a man during his lifetime, during the few years of his futile life? He will spend them like a shadow. For who can tell a man what will be after him under the sun?

Isaiah 40:6-8

A voice says, “Call out.”
Then he answered, “What shall I call out?”
All flesh is grass, and all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.

James 1:10

and the rich man is to glory in his humiliation, because like flowering grass he will pass away.

James 4:14

Yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow. You are just a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away.

1 Peter 1:24

For,
“All flesh is like grass,
And all its glory like the flower of grass.
The grass withers,
And the flower falls off,

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Summary

Psalm 102:11

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

My days

James 4:14

I am withered

Bible References

My days

For my days have been consumed in smoke,
And my bones have been scorched like a hearth.

“Behold, You have made my days as handbreadths,
And my lifetime as nothing in Your sight;
Surely every man at his best is a mere breath.

Selah.

I am passing like a shadow when it lengthens;
I am shaken off like the locust.

Man is like a mere breath;

His days are like a passing shadow.

“Like a flower he comes forth and withers.
He also flees like a shadow and does not remain.

For who knows what is good for a man during his lifetime, during the few years of his futile life? He will spend them like a shadow. For who can tell a man what will be after him under the sun?

Yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow. You are just a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away.

I am withered

My heart has been smitten like grass and has withered away,
Indeed, I forget to eat my bread.

A voice says, “Call out.”
Then he answered, “What shall I call out?”

All flesh is grass, and all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.

and the rich man is to glory in his humiliation, because like flowering grass he will pass away.

For,
“All flesh is like grass,
And all its glory like the flower of grass.
The grass withers,
And the flower falls off,