Every man at his best state is altogether vanity.
Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak.
If thou faint in the day of adversity, thy strength is small.
Remember, I beseech Thee, that Thou hast made me as the clay.
The law maketh men high priests which have infirmity.
We all do fade as a leaf.
The character of a people may be ruined by charity.