40:8 The grass dries up,
the flowers wither,
but the decree of our God is forever reliable.”
40:7 The grass dries up,
the flowers wither,
when the wind sent by the Lord
Surely humanity
28:1 The splendid crown of Ephraim’s drunkards is doomed,
the withering flower, its beautiful splendor,
situated
the crown of those overcome with wine.
40:6 A voice says, “Cry out!”
Another asks,
The first voice responds:
and all their promises