Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, saith your God.
Speak to the heart of Jerusalem, and cry unto her, that her time of suffering a is accomplished, that her iniquity is pardoned; b for she hath received of Jehovah's hand double for all her sins.
The voice of one crying in the wilderness: Prepare ye c the way of Jehovah, make straight in the desert d a highway for our God!
Every valley shall be raised up, and every mountain and hill shall be brought low; and the crooked shall be made straight, and the rough places a plain.
And the glory of Jehovah shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see [it] together: for the mouth of Jehovah hath spoken.
A voice saith, Cry. And he saith, What shall I cry? -- All flesh is grass, and all the comeliness thereof as the flower of the field.
The grass withereth, the flower fadeth, for the breath e of Jehovah bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.