Isaiah 40:6–9

6 A voice was saying, “Cry out!”

Another said,B “What should I cry out?”

“All humanity is grass,ad

and all its goodness is like the flower of the field.a

7 The grass withers, the flowers fade

when the breathC of the Lord blows on them;D

indeed, the people are grass.

8 The grass withers, the flowers fade,b

but the word of our God remains forever.”c

9 Zion, herald of good news,

go up on a high mountain.d

Jerusalem, herald of good news,e

raise your voice loudly.

Raise it, do not be afraid!

Say to the cities of Judah,

“Here is your God!”f