“Our life on earth, brothers, is such that our existence is very transitory. We play, as it were, a game on earth: we do not exist, and we are born, and being born we are dissolved. We are like a fleeting dream, an apparition without substance, the flight of a bird that passes, a ship that leaves no trace on the sea. W…”
Gregory of Nazianzus, 4th c. — ON HIS BROTHER ST. CAESARIUS, ORATION 7:19
Original
15As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
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In context
13Like as a father pitieth his children, so the LORD pitieth them that fear him.
14For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.
— Psalms 103:15 —
16For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
17But the mercy of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting upon them that fear him, and his righteousness unto children’s children;