A voice is saying, 'Call,' And he said, 'What do I call?' All flesh [is] grass, and all its goodliness [is] As a flower of the field:

Withered hath grass, faded the flower, But a word of our God riseth for ever.

And in the morning, passing by, they saw the fig-tree having been dried up from the roots,

and Peter having remembered saith to him, 'Rabbi, lo, the fig-tree that thou didst curse is dried up.'

and the rich in his becoming low, because as a flower of grass he shall pass away;

for the sun did rise with the burning heat, and did wither the grass, and the flower of it fell, and the grace of its appearance did perish, so also the rich in his way shall fade away!