Isaiah 40:7-9

Darby Translation

⁷ The grass withereth, the flower fadeth, for the breath of Jehovah bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.

⁸ The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God abideth for ever.

⁹ O Zion, that bringest glad tidings, get thee up into a high mountain; O Jerusalem, that bringest glad tidings, lift up thy voice with strength: lift it up, be not afraid; say unto the cities of Judah, Behold your God!