Isaias

XL. 1 Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, saith your God.

2 Speak ye to the heart of Jerusalem, and cry unto her, that her warfare is filled, that her guilt is satisfied; for she hath received of the ’s hand double fOr all her sins.

3 A voice of one crying: In the wilderness clear ye the way of the LORD, make level in the desert a highway for our God.

4 Every ’valley shall ’ exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be brought low; and the rugged shall become a level, and the rough places a plain:

5 And the glory of the LORD shall be revealed, and all flesh together shall see: forthe mouth of the LORD hath spoken it.

6 A voice of one saying, Cry! land he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodness thereof like a flower of the field.

7 The grass is withered, the flower faded: because the breath of the LORD hath blown upon it; surely the people is grass.

8 The grass is withered, the flower faded; but the word of our God shall stand for ever.