"Comfort my people! Comfort them!" says your God.
"Speak tenderly to Jerusalem and announce to it that its time of hard labor is over and its wrongs have been paid for. It has received from the LORD double for all its sins."
A voice cries out in the desert: "Clear a way for the LORD. Make a straight highway in the wilderness for our God.
Every valley will be raised. Every mountain and hill will be lowered. Steep places will be made level. Rough places will be made smooth.
Then the LORD's glory will be revealed and all people will see it together. The LORD has spoken."
A voice called, "Call out!" I asked, "What should I call out?" "Call out: All people are like grass, and all their beauty is like a flower in the field.
Grass dries up, and flowers wither when the LORD's breath blows on them. Yes, people are like grass.