Isaiah 40:8-10

Young's Literal Translation

⁸ Withered hath grass, faded the flower, But a word of our God riseth for ever.

⁹ On a high mountain get thee up, O Zion, Proclaiming tidings, Lift up with power thy voice, O Jerusalem, proclaiming tidings, Lift up, fear not, say to cities of Judah, `Lo, your God.'

¹⁰ Lo, the Lord Jehovah with strength cometh, And His arm is ruling for Him, Lo, His hire [is] with Him, and His wage before Him.