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The grass withereth, the flower fadeth, because the breath of Jehovah bloweth upon it; surely the people is grass. The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God shall stand forever.

[a]O thou that tellest good tidings to Zion, get thee up on a high mountain; [b]O thou that tellest good tidings to Jerusalem, lift up thy voice with strength; lift it up, be not afraid; say unto the cities of Judah, Behold, your God!

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 40:9 Or, O Zion, that bringest good tidings
  2. Isaiah 40:9 Or, O Jerusalem, that bringest good tidings