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Like The Flowers Of The Field Bible Verse. The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; The wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.” this verse highlights the transient nature of human life compared to the enduring beauty of wildflowers. “and why do you worry about clothes? They do not labor or spin. Like wildflowers, we bloom and die. They do not labor or spin. The grass withers, the flower. Like fleeting shadows, they do not endure. “the life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; Yet i tell you that not even solomon in all. James 1:11 for the sun rises with scorching heat and withers the plant; 15 the life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; New living translation our days on earth are like grass; See how the flowers of the field grow. 2 they spring up like flowers and wither away;

“the life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 16 the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more. The wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.” this verse highlights the transient nature of human life compared to the enduring beauty of wildflowers. The grass withers, the flower. Yet i tell you that not even solomon in all. Like wildflowers, we bloom and die. New living translation our days on earth are like grass; Like fleeting shadows, they do not endure.

Daily Wisdom Psalm 1031518

Like The Flowers Of The Field Bible Verse Like wildflowers, we bloom and die. 29 yet i tell you that not even solomon in all his splendor ( d ) was dressed. The grass withers, the flower. See how the flowers of the field grow. 15 the life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; Yet i tell you that not even solomon in all. Like wildflowers, we bloom and die. James 1:11 for the sun rises with scorching heat and withers the plant; A voice says, “cry!” and i said, “what shall i cry?” all flesh is grass, and all its beauty is like the flower of the field. The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; New living translation our days on earth are like grass; Like fleeting shadows, they do not endure. They do not labor or spin. But the one who is rich should exult in his low position, because he will pass away like a flower of the field. 16 the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more. They do not labor or spin.