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Isaiah 40:7

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

The grass is withered, and the dower is fallen, because the spirit of the Lord hath blown upon it. Indeed the people is grass.

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The beams of the sun shall be under him: and he shall strew gold under him like mire.

And the rich, in his being low; because as the flower of the grass shall he pass away.

For the sun rose with a burning heat, and parched the grass, and the flower thereof fell off, and the beauty of the shape thereof perished: so also shall the rich man fade away in his ways.

Perishing by the blast of God, and consumed by the spirit of his wrath.

Who cometh forth like a flower, and is destroyed, and fleeth as a shadow, and never continueth in the same state.

His truth shall compass thee with a shield: thou shalt not be afraid of the terror of the night.

Of the arrow that flieth in the day, of the business that walketh about in the dark: of invasion, or of the noonday devil.

Who redeemeth thy life from destruction: who crowneth thee with mercy and compassion.

The trees of the field shall be filled, and the cedars of Libanus which he hath planted:

But he shall judge the poor with justice, and shall reprove with equity for the meek of the earth. And he shall strike the earth with the rod of his mouth: and with the breath of his lips he shall slay the wicked.

The inhabitants of them were weak of hand: they trembled and were confounded. They became like the grass of the field and the herb of the pasture, and like the grass of the housetops, which withered before it was ripe.

And surely their stock was neither planted, nor sown, nor rooted in the earth. Suddenly he hath blown upon them, and they are withered: and a whirlwind shall take them away as stubble.

I, I myself, will comfort you. Who art thou, that thou shouldst be afraid of a mortal man and of the son of man who shall wither away like grass?

You have looked for more, and behold it became less, and you brought it home, and I blowed it away: why, saith the Lord of hosts? because my house is desolate, and you make haste every man to his own house.

and that wine may cheer the heart of man. That he may make the face cheerful with oil: and that bread may strengthen man's heart.




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