11Comfort, comfort my people, says your God.
22Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, and cry to her that 3her warfarea is ended, that her iniquity is pardoned, that she has received from the LORD's hand double for all her sins.
34A voice cries:b5"In the wilderness prepare the way of the LORD; 6make straight in the desert a highway for our God.
47Every valley shall be lifted up, and every mountain and hill be made low; the uneven ground shall become level, and the rough places a plain.
58And the glory of the LORD shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together, 9for the mouth of the LORD has spoken."
A voice says, "Cry!" And I saidc, "What shall I cry?" 10All flesh is grass, and all its beautyd is like the flower of the field.
The grass withers, the flower fades when the breath of the LORD blows on it; surely the people are grass.