New Century Version
6 A voice says, “Cry out!”
Then I said, “What shall I cry out?”
“Say all people are like the grass,
and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.
7 The grass dies and the flowers fall
when the breath of the Lord blows on them.
Surely the people are like grass.
8 The grass dies and the flowers fall,
but the word of our God will live forever.”