6 有声音说：“呼喊吧！”我问道：“我呼喊什么呢？”那声音说：“芸芸众生尽如草，荣华富贵像野地的花。7 耶和华吹一口气，草就枯干，花也凋残。人类诚然像草。8 草必枯干，花必凋残，唯有我们上帝的话永远长存。”
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