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"Speak comfort to Jerusalem, and cry out to her, That her warfare is ended, That her iniquity is pardoned; For she has received from the Lord's hand Double for all her sins."
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The voice of one crying in the wilderness: "Prepare the way of the Lord; Make straight in the desert A highway for our God.
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Every valley shall be exalted And every mountain and hill brought low; The crooked places shall be made straight And the rough places smooth;
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The glory of the Lord shall be revealed, And all flesh shall see it together; For the mouth of the Lord has spoken."
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The voice said, "Cry out!" And he said, "What shall I cry?" "All flesh is grass, And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.
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The grass withers, the flower fades, Because the breath of the Lord blows upon it; Surely the people are grass.
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The grass withers, the flower fades, But the word of our God stands forever."
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O Zion, 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!"
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Behold, the Lord God shall come with a strong hand, And His arm shall rule for Him; Behold, His reward is with Him, And His work before Him.
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He will feed His flock like a shepherd; He will gather the lambs with His arm, And carry them in His bosom, And gently lead those who are with young.
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Who has measured the waters in the hollow of His hand, Measured heaven with a span And calculated the dust of the earth in a measure? Weighed the mountains in scales And the hills in a balance?
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Who has directed the Spirit of the Lord, Or as His counselor has taught Him?
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With whom did He take counsel, and who instructed Him, And taught Him in the path of justice? Who taught Him knowledge, And showed Him the way of understanding?
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Behold, the nations are as a drop in a bucket, And are counted as the small dust on the scales; Look, He lifts up the isles as a very little thing.
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And Lebanon is not sufficient to burn, Nor its beasts sufficient for a burnt offering.
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All nations before Him are as nothing, And they are counted by Him less than nothing and worthless.
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To whom then will you liken God? Or what likeness will you compare to Him?
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The workman molds an image, The goldsmith overspreads it with gold, And the silversmith casts silver chains.
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Whoever is too impoverished for such a contribution Chooses a tree that will not rot; He seeks for himself a skillful workman To prepare a carved image that will not totter.
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Have you not known? Have you not heard? Has it not been told you from the beginning? Have you not understood from the foundations of the earth?
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It is He who sits above the circle 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.