Listening to this song, as I watch the leaves fall inevitably.
Leaves fall, time passes but these words bring comfort and strong assurance...
All flesh is grass,
and all its beauty is like
the flower of the field.
The grass withers, the
flower fades
when the breath of the Lord
blows on it;
surely the people are grass.
The grass withers, the
flower fades,
but the word of our God will
stand forever.
Isaiah 40:6-8
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