Isaiah 40: 6-8

Isaiah 40: 6-8

6 A voice says, “Cry out.”

   And I said, “What shall I cry?”

  “All people are like grass,

    and all their faithfulness is like the    

   flowers of the field.

7 The grass withers and the flowers fall,

    because the breath of the Lord blows

    on them.

    Surely the people are grass.

8 The grass withers and the flowers fall

    but the word of our God   

    endures forever.