1 “Comfort, yes, comfort My people!”Says your God.
2 “Speak comfort to Jerusalem, and cry out to her,That her warfare is ended,That her iniquity is pardoned;For she has received from the Lord’s handDouble for all her sins.”
3 The voice of one crying in the wilderness:“Prepare the way of the Lord;Make straight in the desertA highway for our God.
4 Every valley shall be exaltedAnd every mountain and hill brought low;The crooked places shall be made straightAnd the rough places smooth;
5 The glory of the Lord shall be revealed,And all flesh shall see it together;For the mouth of the Lord has spoken.”
6 The voice said, “Cry out!”And he said, “What shall I cry?”“All flesh is grass,And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.
7 The grass withers, the flower fades,Because the breath of the Lord blows upon it;Surely the people are grass.