Isaiah 40:6–8

⁶A voice says, “Cry out!”

And I asked, “What should I cry out?”

“All flesh is like grass,

and all its glory like the flowers of the field.

⁷The grass withers and the flowers fall

when the breath of the LORD blows on them;

indeed, the people are grass.

⁸The grass withers and the flowers fall,

but the word of our God stands forever.”^e