Isaiah 40:8 WEB

⁶  The voice of one saying, Cry. One said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the glory of it is as the flower of the field.

⁷  The grass withers, the flower fades, because the breath of Yahweh blows on it; surely the people is grass.

⁸  The grass withers, the flower fades; but the word of our God shall stand forever.

⁹  You who tell good news to Zion, go up on a high mountain; you who tell good news to Jerusalem, lift up your voice with strength; lift it up, don't be afraid; say to the cities of Judah, Behold, your God!

¹⁰  Behold, the Lord Yahweh will come as a mighty one, and his arm will rule for him: Behold, his reward is with him, and his recompense before him.