The grass withers, the flower fades, But the word of our God stands forever."
Isaiah 40:8
Surrounding context
40:7 The grass withers, the flower fades, Because the breath of the LORD blows upon it; Surely the people are grass.
40:8 The grass withers, the flower fades, But the word of our God stands forever."
40:9 O Zion, You who bring good tidings, Get up into the high mountain; O Jerusalem, You who bring good tidings, Lift up your voice with strength, Lift it up, be not afraid; Say to the cities of Judah, "Behold your God!"