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Isaiah 40:7 - Easy To Read Version

7 A powerful wind from the Lord\par blows on the grass,\par and the grass dies\par and the wildflower falls.”\par

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 the grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the LORD bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 The grass withers, the flower fades, when the breath of the Lord blows upon it; surely [all] the people are like grass.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 The grass withereth, the flower fadeth, because the breath of Jehovah bloweth upon it; surely the people is grass.

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Common English Bible

7 The grass dries up and the flower withers when the LORD’s breath blows on it. Surely the people are grass.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 The grass has dried up, and the flower has fallen. For the Spirit of the Lord has blown over it. Truly, the people are like grass.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

7 The grass is withered, and the dower is fallen, because the spirit of the Lord hath blown upon it. Indeed the people is grass.

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Isaiah 40:7
15 Tagairtí Cros  

Man’s life is like a flower. He grows quickly, and then dies away. Man’s life is like a shadow that is here for a short time, and then it is gone.


God’s punishment kills those people.\par God’s anger destroys them.\par


Leviathan’s breath\par makes coals burn,\par and flames shoot from his mouth.\par


My strength is gone—\par I am like dry, dying grass.\par I even forget to eat my food.\par


God knows our lives are short.\par He knows our lives are like grass.\par


God knows we are like a little wildflower.\par That flower grows quickly.\par Then the hot wind blows\par and the flower dies.\par Soon, you can’t even tell\par where the flower was growing.\par


You sweep us away.\par Our life is like a dream,\par and in the morning,\par we are gone.\par We are like grass.\par


In the morning the grass grows,\par and in the evening it is dry and dying.\par


The people in the cities had no power.\par Those people were scared\par and confused.\par They were about to be cut down\par like grass and plants in the field.\par They were like grass growing\par on the housetops,\par dying before it grows tall.\par


\{Those rulers are like plants\};\par they are planted in the ground,\par but before they can send their roots\par into the ground,\par God blows on the “plants,”\par and they become dead and dry,\par and the wind blows them away like straw.\par


The Lord says,\par “I am the One who comforts you.\par So why should you be afraid of people?\par They are only people that live and die.\par They are only humans—\par they die the same as grass.”\par


The Lord All-Powerful says, “You people look for a big harvest. But when you go to gather the crop, there is only a little grain. So you bring that grain home. And then I \{send a wind that\} blows it all away! Why are these things happening? Why? Because my house is still in ruins while each of you runs home to take care of his own house.


Believers who are rich should be glad when bad things happen that make them humble. Why? Because even rich people will die as quickly as wild flowers:


The sun rises and becomes hotter and hotter. The sun’s heat makes the plants very dry. The flowers fall off. The flowers were beautiful, but now they are dead. It is the same with rich people. While they are still making plans for their business, they will die.


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