A voice says, “Cry out!” And I asked, “What should I cry out?” “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field.
As for man, his days are like grass—he blooms like a flower of the field;
For, “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall,
My days are like lengthening shadows, and I wither away like grass.
But the one who is rich should exult in his low position, because he will pass away like a flower of the field.
Like a flower, he comes forth, then withers away; like a fleeting shadow, he does not endure.
“Cry aloud, do not hold back! Raise your voice like a ram’s horn. Declare to My people their transgression and to the ho
You sweep them away in their sleep; they are like the new grass of the morning—
that though the wicked sprout like grass, and all evildoers flourish, they will be forever destroyed.
The Spirit of the Lord GOD is on Me, because the LORD has anointed Me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent Me to
“Go and proclaim in the hearing of Jerusalem that this is what the LORD says: ‘I remember the devotion of your youth, yo
A voice of one calling: “Prepare the way for the LORD in the wilderness; make a straight highway for our God in the dese
For there will be a day when watchmen will call out on the hills of Ephraim, ‘Arise, let us go up to Zion, to the LORD o
Therefore their inhabitants, devoid of power, are dismayed and ashamed. They are like plants in the field, tender green
Cry out and sing, O citizen of Zion, for great among you is the Holy One of Israel.”
Blow the ram’s horn in Gibeah, the trumpet in Ramah; raise the battle cry in Beth-aven: Lead on, O Benjamin!