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A voice called, “Call out!”

I asked, “What should I call out?”

“Call out: All people are like grass,
    and all their beauty is like a flower in the field.
Grass dries up,
    and flowers wither when Yahweh’s breath blows on them.
        Yes, people are like grass.
Grass dries up,
    and flowers wither,
        but the word of our Elohim will last forever.”

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The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field:

The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the Lord bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.

The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever.

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