⁴ My heart is suffering, withered like grass;^(A)
I even forget to eat my food.^(B)

¹¹ My days are like a lengthening shadow,
and I wither away like grass.^(A)

⁷ The grass withers, the flowers fade
when the breath^[a] of the Lord blows on them;^[b]
indeed, the people are grass.