Translations
A voice says, "Cry out!" And another asks, "What shall I cry?" All flesh is grass, and all its glory is like the flower of the field—
A voice says, "Cry out!" And I said, "What shall I cry?" — All flesh is grass, and all its fleeting beauty is like the wildflower of the field—
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:
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.

