⁶ The voice said, “Cry out!”And he^[a] said, “What shall I cry?”

“All flesh is grass,And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.⁷ The grass withers, the flower fades,Because the breath of the Lord blows upon it;Surely the people are grass.⁸ The grass withers, the flower fades,But the word of our God stands forever.”