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1 Com­fort ye, com­fort ye my peo­ple, saith your God. 2 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. 3 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. 4 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: 5 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. 6 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: 7 The grass with­ereth, the flow­er fadeth: be­cause the spir­it of the LORD bloweth upon it: sure­ly the peo­ple is grass. 8 The grass with­ereth, the flow­er fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ev­er. 9 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! 10 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. 11 He shall feed his flock like a shep­herd: he shall gath­er the lambs with his arm, and car­ry them in his bo­som, and shall gen­tly lead those that are with young. 12 Who hath mea­sured the wa­ters in the hol­low of his hand, and met­ed out heav­en with the span, and com­pre­hend­ed the dust of the earth in a mea­sure, and weighed the moun­tains in scales, and the hills in a bal­ance? 13 Who hath di­rect­ed the Spir­it of the LORD, or being his coun­sel­lor hath taught him? 14 With whom took he coun­sel, and who in­struct­ed him, and taught him in the path of judg­ment, and taught him knowl­edge, and shewed to him the way of un­der­stand­ing? 15 Be­hold, the na­tions are as a drop of a buck­et, and are count­ed as the small dust of the bal­ance: be­hold, he taketh up the isles as a very lit­tle thing. 16 And Lebanon is not suf­fi­cient to burn, nor the beasts there­of suf­fi­cient for a burnt of­fer­ing. 17 All na­tions be­fore him are as noth­ing; and they are count­ed to him less than noth­ing, and van­i­ty. 18 To whom then will ye liken God? or what like­ness will ye com­pare unto him? 19 The work­man melteth a graven im­age, and the gold­smith spread­eth it over with gold, and casteth sil­ver chains. 20 He that is so im­pov­er­ished that he hath no obla­tion chooseth a tree that will not rot; he seeketh unto him a cun­ning work­man to pre­pare a graven im­age, that shall not be moved. 21 Have ye not known? have ye not heard? hath it not been told you from the be­gin­ning? have ye not un­der­stood from the foun­da­tions of the earth? 22 It is he that sit­teth upon the cir­cle of the earth, and the in­hab­i­tants there­of are as grasshop­pers; that stretch­eth out the heav­ens as a cur­tain, and spread­eth them out as a tent to dwell in: 23 That bringeth the princes to noth­ing; he maketh the judges of the earth as van­i­ty. 24 Yea, they shall not be plant­ed; yea, they shall not be sown: yea, their stock shall not take root in the earth: and he shall also blow upon them, and they shall with­er, and the whirl­wind shall take them away as stub­ble. 25 To whom then will ye liken me, or shall I be equal? saith the Holy One. 26 Lift up your eyes on high, and be­hold who hath cre­at­ed these things, that bringeth out their host by num­ber: he cal­leth them all by names by the great­ness of his might, for that he is strong in pow­er; not one faileth. 27 Why sayest thou, O Ja­cob, and speak­est, O Is­rael, My way is hid from the LORD, and my judg­ment is passed over from my God? 28 Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the ev­er­last­ing God, the LORD, the Cre­ator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, nei­ther is weary? there is no search­ing of his un­der­stand­ing. 29 He giveth pow­er to the faint; and to them that have no might he in­creaseth strength. 30 Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall ut­ter­ly fall: 31 But they that wait upon the LORD shall re­new their strength; they shall mount up with wings as ea­gles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.