有人聲說：你喊叫吧！ 有一個說：我喊叫甚麼呢？ 說：凡有血氣的盡都如草； 他的美容都像野地的花。
The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field: