³⁹ He remembered that they were but flesh,^(A)
    a passing breeze^(B) that does not return.

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

²² Stop trusting in mere humans,^(A)
    who have but a breath^(B) in their nostrils.
    Why hold them in esteem?^(C)

²⁷ Their people, drained of power,
    are dismayed and put to shame.
They are like plants in the field,
    like tender green shoots,
like grass^(A) sprouting on the roof,^(B)
    scorched^[a] before it grows up.

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.

¹² “I, even I, am he who comforts^(A) you.
    Who are you that you fear^(B) mere mortals,^(C)
    human beings who are but grass,^(D)