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Isaiah

Chapter 40

Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, says your God. A voice cries in the wilderness: Prepare ye the way of the LORD. The grass withers, but the word of our God stands forever. He feeds his flock like a shepherd. They that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength.

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