The grass, has at best, a vanishing form, ready, almost before maturity, to be resolved into its elements - to sink back into the earth from which it sprang. "The breath of the Lord has blown upon it." Death does not come to men, animals or herbs simply in consequence of the chemical solvents which they contain, but because the Being who gave them life, freely withdraws that which he gave. Death is always the fait of God , arresting the course of life. This truth of revelation is not at variance with the chemistry of animal life. Whatever else human life is , or may imply, it is soon over. It fades away suddenly like the grass. The world may have made great progress during the centuries, but the frontiers of life do not change with the generation of men. We are born and die just as our rudest ancestors. Every one of us shall die. "The grass withereth, the flower passeth." It is not a bit of sentiment, but a solid law, true at this moment and always true." -Rev. Canon H.P. Liddon, D.D.
