A voice says, “Cry out.”
    And I said, “What shall I cry?”

“All people are like grass,(A)
    and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.
The grass withers(B) and the flowers fall,
    because the breath(C) of the Lord blows(D) on them.
    Surely the people are grass.
The grass withers and the flowers(E) fall,
    but the word(F) of our God endures(G) forever.(H)

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10 But the rich should take pride in their humiliation—since they will pass away like a wild flower.(A)

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11 For the sun rises with scorching heat(A) and withers(B) the plant; its blossom falls and its beauty is destroyed.(C) In the same way, the rich will fade away even while they go about their business.

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