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Isaiah 40:7

A Conservative Version

The grass withers, the flower fades, because the breath of LORD blows upon it. Surely the people is grass.

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His breath kindles coals, and a flame goes forth from his mouth.

but the rich in his lowliness, because as a flower of grass he will pass away.

For the sun rose up with the burning heat, and withered the grass. And the flower of it fell, and the beauty of its appearance perished. So also the rich man will fade away among his pursuits.

By the breath of God they perish, and by the blast of his anger they are consumed.

He comes forth like a flower, and is cut down. He too flees as a shadow, and does not continue.

Thou carry them away as with a flood. They are as a sleep. In the morning they are like grass which grows up.

In the morning it flourishes, and grows up. In the evening it is cut down, and withers.

My heart is smitten like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.

For the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and the place thereof shall know it no more.

but with righteousness he shall judge the poor, and decide with equity for the meek of the earth. And he shall smite the earth with the rod of his mouth, and with the breath of his lips he shall kill the wicked.

Therefore their inhabitants were of small power. They were dismayed and confounded. They were as the grass of the field, and as the green herb. As the grass on the housetops, and as a field [of grain] before it is grown up.

Yea, they have not been planted. Yea, they have not been sown. Yea, their stock has not taken root in the earth. Moreover he blows upon them, and they wither, and the whirlwind takes them away as stubble.

I, even I, am he who comforts you. Who are thou, that thou are afraid of man who shall die, and of the son of man who shall be made as grass,

Ye looked for much, and, lo, it came to little, and when ye brought it home, I blew upon it. Why? says LORD of hosts. Because of my house that lays waste while ye run each man to his own house.

As for man, his days are as grass, as a flower of the field, so he flourishes.




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