6 A voice was saying, “Cry out!”

Another y said, “What should I cry out?”

“All humanity is grass, z

and all its goodness is like the flower of the field. a

7 The grass withers, the flowers fade

when the breath b of the Lord blows on them; c

indeed, the people are grass.

8 The grass withers, the flowers fade, d

but the word of our God remains forever.” e