¹⁹ Surely its life withers^(A) away,
    and^[a] from the soil other plants grow.^(B)

²⁶ Their people, drained of power,^(A)
    are dismayed^(B) and put to shame.
They are like plants in the field,
    like tender green shoots,^(C)
like grass sprouting on the roof,
    scorched^(D) before it grows up.

¹⁶ His roots dry up below^(A)
    and his branches wither above.^(B)

⁵ that the mirth of the wicked^(A) is brief,
    the joy of the godless^(B) lasts but a moment.^(C)

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.^(B)

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

⁷ The grass withers^(A) and the flowers fall,
    because the breath^(B) of the Lord blows^(C) on them.
    Surely the people are grass.

²⁴ No sooner are they planted,
    no sooner are they sown,
    no sooner do they take root^(A) in the ground,
than he blows^(B) on them and they wither,^(C)
    and a whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff.^(D)