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6 A voice says, “Proclaim!”
    I answer, “What shall I proclaim?”
“All flesh is grass,
    and all their loyalty like the flower of the field.(A)
7 The grass withers, the flower wilts,
    when the breath of the Lord blows upon it.”
“Yes, the people is grass!
8     The grass withers, the flower wilts,
    but the word of our God stands forever.”

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