The grass withers(A) and the flowers fall,
    because the breath(B) of the Lord blows(C) on them.
    Surely the people are grass.

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“You expected much, but see, it turned out to be little.(A) What you brought home, I blew(B) away. Why?” declares the Lord Almighty. “Because of my house, which remains a ruin,(C) while each of you is busy with your own house.

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