The voice said, "Cry out!"
And 1 he said, "What shall I cry?"
g "All flesh is grass,
And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field. 7 The grass withers, the flower fades,
Because the breath of the LORD blows upon it;
Surely the people are grass. 8 The grass withers, the flower fades,
But h the word of our God stands forever."