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Isaiah 40:7

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

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…6 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: 7 The grass with­ereth, the flow­er fadeth: be­cause the spir­it of the LORD bloweth upon it: sure­ly the peo­ple is grass. 8 The grass with­ereth, the flow­er fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ev­er.…

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