The flower...

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:

The grass withereth, the flower fadeth:

 because the spirit of the LORD bloweth upon it:

 surely the people is grass.

The grass withereth, the flower fadeth:

 but the word of our God shall stand forever.

Isaiah 40:6-8

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