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A voice says, Cry [prophesy]! And I said, What shall I cry? [The voice answered, Proclaim:] All flesh is as frail as grass, and all that makes it attractive [its kindness, its goodwill, its mercy from God, its glory and comeliness, however good] is transitory, like the flower of the field.

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A voice says, “Cry out.”
    And I said, “What shall I cry?”

“All people are like grass,(A)
    and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.

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The grass withers, the flower fades, when the breath of the Lord blows upon it; surely [all] the people are like grass.

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The grass withers(A) and the flowers fall,
    because the breath(B) of the Lord blows(C) on them.
    Surely the people are grass.

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