Isaiah 40 (TRV)

From Textus Receptus

• 6 The voice said, “Shout out!” And he said, “What shall I shout?” “All flesh is grass, and all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.
• 7 The grass withers, the flower fades, because the spirit of the Lord blows upon it; surely the people are grass.
• 8 The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever.”