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The grass withers, the flower fades because the spirit of the LORD blows upon it; surely the people is grass.

The grass withers, the open flower fades; but the word of our God shall stand for ever.

¶ O Zion, that brings good tidings, go up into the high mountain; lift up thy voice with strength O bearer of good tidings of Jerusalem; lift it up, do not be afraid; say unto the cities of Judah, Behold your God!

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