You bring their lives to an end and they “fall asleep.” In the morning they are like the grass that sprouts up;

May they be like the grass on the rooftops which withers before one can even pull it up,

For they will quickly dry up like grass, and wither away like plants.

A person’s life is like grass. Like a flower in the field it flourishes,

He provides grass for the cattle, and crops for people to cultivate, so they can produce food from the ground,

He covers the sky with clouds, provides the earth with rain, and causes grass to grow on the hillsides.