THE GRASS WITHERED, THE FLOWER FADETH

Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, 

saith your God. Speak ye comfortably to Jerusalem, 

and cry unto her, that her warfare is accomplished, 

that her iniquity is pardoned: for she hath 

received of the LORD’S hand double for 

all her sins. The voice of him that crieth in 

the wilderness, Prepare ye the way of the LORD, 

make straight in the desert a highway for our God.

Every valley shall be exalted, and every 

mountain and hill shall be made low: and the 

crooked shall be made straight, and the 

rough places plain: And the glory of the LORD 

shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together: 

for the mouth of the LORD hath spoken it.

The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? 

All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof 

is as the flower of the field: The grass withereth, 

the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the LORD 

bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.

 The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: 

but the word of our God shall stand 

for ever.  O Zion, that bringest good tidings, 

get thee up into the high mountain; O Jerusalem, 

that bringest good tidings, lift up thy voice with 

strength; lift it up, be not afraid; say unto the 

cities of Judah, Behold your God!

Behold, the Lord GOD will come with strong 

hand, and his arm shall rule for him: behold, 

his reward is with him, and his work before him.

Isaiah 40:1-7