⁶ A voice says, “Cry!”
    And I said,^[a] “What shall I cry?”
^(A)All flesh is grass,
    and all its beauty^[b] is like the flower of the field.
⁷ The grass withers, the flower fades
    when the breath of the Lord blows on it;
    surely the people are grass.
^8 (B)The grass withers, the flower fades,
    but the word of our God will stand forever.

² For they will soon ^(A)fade like ^(B)the grass
    and wither ^(C)like the green herb.

⁶ Let them be like ^(A)the grass on the housetops,
    which ^(B)withers before it grows up,

⁷ that though ^(A)the wicked sprout like grass
    and all ^(B)evildoers flourish,
they are doomed to destruction forever;