Comfort ye, comfort My people, saith your God:
Speak ye comfortably to Jerusalem, and cry to her,
That the period of her warfare is fulfilled;
That the expiation of her iniquity is accepted;
For she hath received from the hand of Jehovah,
A full measure of punishment for all her sins.
A voice crieth in the wilderness; "Prepare the way
of Jehovah!
Make straight in the desert, a highway for our God."
Every valley shall be exalted,
And every mountain and hill shall be brought low;
And the crooked shall be made straight,
And the rough places a smooth plain:
And the glory of Jehovah shall be revealed,
And all flesh shall see the salvation of our God:
For the mouth of Jehovah hath spoken it.
A voice saith, "Proclaim."
And what said I shall I proclaim?
"Proclaim that all flesh is but grass,
And all its glory as the flower of the field:
The grass withereth, the flower fadeth,
When a vehement wind bloweth upon it:
Verily the people are grass.
The grass withereth, the flower fadeth,
But the word of our God shall stand forever."
Ascend, O daughter upon a high mountain,
Thou that bringest good tidings to Zion;
Exalt thy voice with strength,
Thou that bringest good tidings to Jerusalem.
Exalt thou it; be not afraid;
Say to the cities of Judah, "Behold your God."
Behold, the Lord Jehovah shall come with might,
And His own arm shall rule for Him.
Behold the recompense which He giveth is with
Him,
And the reward which He bestoweth is before Him.
—Isa. 40:1-10. Boothroyd.