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:

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A voice says, “Cry out.”
    And I said, “What shall I cry?”

“All people are like grass,(A)
    and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.

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24 For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:

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24 For,

“All people are like grass,
    and all their glory is like the flowers of the field;
the grass withers and the flowers fall,

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