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The voice said, “Cry out.”
    And he said, “What shall I cry out?”

All flesh is grass,
    and all its loveliness is as the flower of the field.
The grass withers, the flower fades
    because the Spirit of the Lord blows upon it;
    surely the people are grass.
The grass withers, the flower fades,
    but the word of our God shall stand forever.

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