14 “Man, born of woman,

Is short-lived+ and filled with trouble.*+

 2 He comes up like a blossom and then withers away;*+

He flees like a shadow and disappears.+

 5 You sweep them away;+ they become like mere sleep;

In the morning they are like grass that sprouts.+

 6 In the morning it blossoms and is renewed,

But by evening it withers and dries up.+