6 Listen! Someone is saying: “Call out!”

Another asks: “What should I call out?”

“All flesh is* green grass.

All their loyal love is like the blossom of the field.+

10 and the rich one over his humiliation,+ because like a flower of the field he will pass away. 11 For just as the sun rises with its scorching heat and withers the plant, and its flower falls off and its outward beauty perishes, so too the rich man will fade away in the midst of his pursuits.+