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6 A voice says, |Cry out!| Another asks, |What should I cry out?| The first voice responds: |All people are like grass, and all their promises are like the flowers in the field. 7 The grass dries up, the flowers wither, when the wind sent by the LORD blows on them. Surely humanity is like grass. 8 The grass dries up, the flowers wither, but the decree of our God is forever reliable.| Isaiah 40:6-8, New English Translation. Copyright © 1996-2017 by Biblical Studies Press.
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