15  For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as were all our fathers: our days on the earth are as a ^bshadow, and there is none abiding.

  4  Man is like to vanity: his days are as a ^bshadow that passeth away.

  6  The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is ^bgrass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field: