All flesh is grass, and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers and the flower falls off. Grass doesn't need a better philosophy or religion. It needs life. Christ came that we might have life. Whoever calls upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.
All flesh is grass, and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers and the flower falls off. Grass doesn't need a better philosophy or religion. It needs life. Christ came that we might have life. Whoever calls upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.