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Then the glory of the Lord will be revealed,
    and all mankind will see it together,
    for the mouth of the Lord has spoken.
A voice says, “Cry out!”
    I reply, “What shall I cry out?”
“All mortals are grass;
    they last no longer than the flowers of the field.
The grass withers, the flower fades,
    when the breath of the Lord falls upon them.
    Surely the people are grass.

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