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

And in the morning, as they passed by, they saw the fig tree dried up from the roots.

But the rich, in that he is made low: because as the flower of the grass he shall pass away.

And whereas they commanded to leave the stump of the tree roots; thy kingdom shall be sure unto thee, after that thou shalt have known that the heavens do rule.