Isaiah 40:6 - 40:8

A voice says, “Call out.”

Then he answered, “What shall I call out?”

All flesh is grass, and all its lovingkindness is like the flower of the field.

The grass withers, the flower fades,

When the breath of Yahweh blows upon it;

Surely the people are grass.

The grass withers, the flower fades,

But the word of our God stands forever.