• Isaiah 40:6

    The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field:

  • Isaiah 40:7

    The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the LORD bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.

  • Isaiah 40:8

    The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever.

  • Isaiah 40:9

    O Zion,c that bringest good tidings, get thee up into the high mountain; O Jerusalem, that bringest good tidings, lift up thy voice with strength; lift it up, be not afraid; say unto the cities of Judah, Behold your God!

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