Isaiah 40:6-9

6A voice says, “Cry out.” And I said, “What shall I cry?” “All people are like grass, and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.

7The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the LORD blows on them. Surely the people are grass.

8The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever.”

9You who bring good news to Zion, go up on a high mountain. You who bring good news to Jerusalem, Or Zion, bringer of good news, / go up on a high mountain. / Jerusalem, bringer of good news lift up your voice with a shout, lift it up, do not be afraid; say to the towns of Judah, “Here is your God!”