אֱ֭נוֹשׁ כֶּחָצִ֣יר יָמָ֑יו כְּצִ֥יץ הַ֝שָּׂדֶ֗ה כֵּ֣ן יָצִֽיץ׃
至於世人，他的年日如同青草；他興旺如同田野的花朵一般。
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Sunken man — as grass are his days,
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As the flower of the field he bloometh;
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The wind bloweth over him, he is no more,