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A voice says, “Cry out!”
    And I said,[a] “What shall I cry?”
All flesh is grass;
    their constancy is like the flower of the field.(A)
The grass withers; the flower fades,
    [[when the breath of the Lord blows upon it;
    surely the people are grass.(B)
The grass withers; the flower fades,]][b]
    but the word of our God will stand forever.(C)

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  1. 40.6 Q ms Gk Vg: MT and he said
  2. 40.7–8 Q ms Gk lack when the breath . . . flower fades

A voice was saying:
    “Call out!”
And another[a] said,
    “What should I call out?”
All flesh is grass;
    all its loyalty is like the flowers of the field.
The grass dries up
    and the flower withers
    when the Lord’s breath blows on it.
    Surely the people are grass.
The grass dries up;
    the flower withers,
    but our God’s word will exist forever.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 40:6 MT; DSS (1QIsaa), LXX I