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A voice saith, Cry. And he saith, What shall I cry?—All flesh is grass, and all the comeliness thereof as the flower of the field.

The grass withereth, the flower fadeth, for the breath of Jehovah bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.

The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God abideth for ever.

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