The Grass Withers, the flower fades

 

The Voice said, "Cry out!"  And he said, "What shall I cry?" 

"All flesh is grass,
And all its loveliness is like
the flower of the field.
The grass withers, the flower fades,
Because the breath of the 
Lord blows upon it;
Surely the people are grass.
The grass withers, the flower fades,
But the word of our God 
stands forever."

Isaiah 40:6-8