³⁰ But if God gives such clothing to the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is put into the oven, will he not much more give you clothing, O you of little faith?

⁸ And Jesus, seeing it, said, O you of little faith, why are you reasoning among yourselves, because you have no bread?

³¹ And straight away Jesus put out his hand and took a grip of him, and said to him, O man of little faith, why were you in doubt?

²⁶ And he said to them, Why are you full of fear, O you of little faith? Then he got up and gave orders to the winds and the sea; and there was a great calm.

²⁴ For it is said, All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flower of the grass. The grass becomes dry and the flower dead:

¹⁰ But the man of wealth, that he is made low; because like the flower of the grass he will come to his end.

¹¹ For when the sun comes up with its burning heat, the grass gets dry and the grace of its form is gone with the falling flower; so the man of wealth comes to nothing in his ways.

¹² My brothers, take care that there is not by chance in any one of you an evil heart without belief, turning away from the living God:

²⁷ Then he said to Thomas, Put out your finger, and see my hands; and put your hand here into my side: and be no longer in doubt but have belief.

²⁸ But if God gives such clothing to the grass in the field, which today is living, and tomorrow will be burned in the oven, how much more will he give clothing to you, O men of little faith?

⁴¹ And Jesus said, O generation without faith and false in heart, how long will I have to be with you and put up with you? let your son come here.

¹⁹ And he said to them in answer, O generation without faith, how long will I have to be with you? how long will I put up with you? let him come to me.

⁴⁰ And he said to them, Why are you full of fear? have you still no faith?

¹⁷ And Jesus, answering, said, O false and foolish generation, how long will I be with you? how long will I put up with you? let him come here to me.

⁶ A voice of one saying, Give a cry! And I said, What is my cry to be? All flesh is grass, and all its strength like the flower of the field.

⁷ The grass becomes dry, the flower is dead; because the breath of the Lord goes over it: truly the people is grass.

⁸ The grass is dry, the flower is dead; but the word of our God is eternal.

⁷ When the sinners come up like the grass, and all the workers of evil do well for themselves, it is so that their end may be eternal destruction.

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⁶ In the morning it is green; in the evening it is cut down, and becomes dry.