Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me.
For who in the heaven can be compared unto the LORD? who among the sons of the mighty can be likened unto the LORD?
Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, saith your God.
The voice said, Cry. And he 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 spirit of the LORD bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.
For the LORD shall comfort Zion: he will comfort all her waste places; and he will make her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the LORD; 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 fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.
For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:
Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort;