1 “Comfort, yes, comfort My people!”
Says your God.
That her warfare is ended,
That her iniquity is pardoned;
For she has received from the Lord’s hand
Double for all her sins.”
“Prepare the way of the Lord;
Make straight [b]in the desert
A highway for our God.
And every mountain and hill brought low;
The crooked places shall be made [c]straight
And the rough places smooth;
And all flesh shall see it together;
For the mouth of the Lord has spoken.”
And [d]he said, “What shall I cry?”
“All flesh is grass,
And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.
Because the breath of the Lord blows upon it;
Surely the people are grass.
But the word of our God stands forever.”
You who bring good tidings,
Get up into the high mountain;
O Jerusalem,
You who bring good tidings,
Lift up your voice with strength,
Lift it up, be not afraid;
Say to the cities of Judah, “Behold your God!”
And His arm shall rule for Him;
Behold, His reward is with Him,
And His [f]work before Him.
He will gather the lambs with His arm,
And carry them in His bosom,
And gently lead those who are with young.
Measured heaven with a [h]span
And calculated the dust of the earth in a measure?
Weighed the mountains in scales
And the hills in a balance?
Or as His counselor has taught Him?
And taught Him in the path of justice?
Who taught Him knowledge,
And showed Him the way of understanding?
And are counted as the small dust on the scales;
Look, He lifts up the isles as a very little thing.
Nor its beasts sufficient for a burnt offering.
And they are counted by Him less than nothing and worthless.
Or what likeness will you compare to Him?
The goldsmith overspreads it with gold,
And the silversmith casts silver chains.
Chooses a tree that will not rot;
He seeks for himself a skillful workman
To prepare a carved image that will not totter.
Have you not heard?
Has it not been told you from the beginning?
Have you not understood from the foundations of the earth?
And its inhabitants are like grasshoppers,
Who stretches out the heavens like a curtain,
And spreads them out like a tent to dwell in.
He makes the judges of the earth useless.
Scarcely shall they be sown,
Scarcely shall their stock take root in the earth,
When He will also blow on them,
And they will wither,
And the whirlwind will take them away like stubble.
Or to whom shall I be equal?” says the Holy One.
And see who has created these things,
Who brings out their host by number;
He calls them all by name,
By the greatness of His might
And the strength of His power;
Not one is missing.
And speak, O Israel:
“My way is hidden from the Lord,
And my just claim is passed over by my God”?
Have you not heard?
The everlasting God, the Lord,
The Creator of the ends of the earth,
Neither faints nor is weary.
His understanding is unsearchable.
And to those who have no might He increases strength.
And the young men shall utterly fall,
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
They shall run and not be weary,
They shall walk and not faint.