the time.

Job 14:1, 2
Man, who is born of woman, is short of days and full of trouble. . . .

Psalm 39:4-7
"Show me, O LORD, my end and the measure of my days. Let me know how fleeting my life is. . . .

Psalm 90:5-10
You whisk them away in their sleep; they are like the new grass of the morning-- . . .

Psalm 103:15, 16
As for man, his days are like grass--he blooms like a flower of the field; . . .

Ecclesiastes 6:12
For who knows what is good for a man during the few days he passes through his fleeting life like a shadow? Who can tell a man what will come after him under the sun?

Ecclesiastes 9:10
Whatever you find to do with your hands, do it with all your might, for in Sheol, where you are going, there is no work or planning or knowledge or wisdom.

Romans 13:11, 12
And do this, understanding the occasion. The hour has come for you to wake up from your slumber, for our salvation is nearer now than when we first believed. . . .

Hebrews 13:13, 14
Therefore let us go to Him outside the camp, bearing the disgrace He bore. . . .

1 Peter 4:7
The end of all things is near. Therefore be clear-minded and sober, so you can pray.

2 Peter 3:8, 9
Beloved, do not let this one thing escape your notice: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day. . . .

1 John 2:17
The world is passing away along with its desires, but whoever does the will of God remains forever.

that both.

Ecclesiastes 12:7, 8, 13, 14
before the dust returns to the ground from which it came, and the spirit returns to God who gave it. . . .

Isaiah 24:1, 2
Behold, the LORD lays waste to the earth and leaves it in ruins. He will twist its surface and scatter its inhabitants-- . . .

Isaiah 40:6-8
A voice says, "Cry out!" And I asked, "What should I cry out?" "All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field. . . .

James 4:13-16
Come now, you who say, "Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business, and make a profit." . . .

1 Peter 1:24
For, "All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall,