7 The grass dries upand the flower witherswhen the Lord’s breath blows on it.Surely the people are grass.
8 The grass dries up;the flower withers,but our God’s word will exist forever.
9 Go up on a high mountain,messenger Zion!Raise your voice and shout,messenger Jerusalem!Raise it; don’t be afraid;say to the cities of Judah,"Here is your God!"
10 Here is the Lord God,coming with strength,with a triumphant arm,bringing his reward with himand his payment before him.
11 Like a shepherd, God will tend the flock;he will gather lambs in his armsand lift them onto his lap.He will gently guide the nursing ewes.
12 Who has measured the waters in the palm of a handor gauged the heavens with a ruleror scooped the earth’s dust up in a measuring cupor weighed the mountains on a scaleand the hills in a balance?
13 Who directed the Lord’s spiritand acted as God’s advisor?