The grass withers(A) and the flowers fall,
    because the breath(B) of the Lord blows(C) on them.
    Surely the people are grass.

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The grass withers, the flower fades,
Because the breath of the Lord blows upon it;
Surely the people are grass.

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24 No sooner are they planted,
    no sooner are they sown,
    no sooner do they take root(A) in the ground,
than he blows(B) on them and they wither,(C)
    and a whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff.(D)

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24 Scarcely shall they be planted,
Scarcely shall they be sown,
Scarcely shall their stock take root in the earth,
When He will also blow on them,
And they will wither,
And the whirlwind will take them away like stubble.

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