Isaiah 40
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1 Comfort, comfort my people, says your God.
2 Speak tenderly to Jerusalem,
3 A voice cries:
4 Every valley shall be lifted up,
5 And the glory of the Lord shall be revealed,
6 A voice says, "Cry!"
7 The grass withers, the flower fades
8 The grass withers, the flower fades,
9 Go on up to a high mountain,
10 Behold, the Lord God comes with might,
11 He will tend his flock like a shepherd;
12 Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand
13 Who has measured the Spirit of the Lord,
14 Whom did he consult,
15 Behold, the nations are like a drop from a bucket,
16 Lebanon would not suffice for fuel,
17 All the nations are as nothing before him,
18 To whom then will you liken God,
19 An idol! A craftsman casts it,
20 He who is too impoverished for an offering
21 Do you not know? Do you not hear?
22 It is he who sits above the circle of the earth,
23 who brings princes to nothing,
24 Scarcely are they planted, scarcely sown,
25 To whom then will you compare me,
26 Lift up your eyes on high and see:
27 Why do you say, O Jacob,
28 Have you not known? Have you not heard?
29 He gives power to the faint,
30 Even youths shall faint and be weary,
31 but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength;
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