Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, And horror hath overwhelmed me.
For who in the skies can be compared unto Jehovah? Who among the sons of the mighty is like unto Jehovah,
Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, saith your God.
The voice of one saying, Cry. And one said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field.
The grass withereth, the flower fadeth, because the breath of Jehovah bloweth upon it; surely the people is grass.
For Jehovah hath comforted Zion; he hath comforted all her waste places, and hath made her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of Jehovah; joy and gladness shall be found therein, thanksgiving, and the voice of melody.
As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort you; and ye shall be comforted in Jerusalem.
And be not afraid of them that kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him who is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.
For, All flesh is as grass, And all the glory thereof as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower falleth:
Blessed (be) the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort;