A voice of one who cries: Prepare in the wilderness the way of the Master—clear away the obstacles; make straight and smooth in the desert a highway for the Almighty Creator of your beings! Every valley shall be lifted and filled up, and every mountain and hill shall be made low; and the crooked and uneven shall be made straight and level, and the rough places a plain. And the esteem (majesty and splendor) of the Master shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together; for the mouth of the Master has spoken it.
A voice says, Cry—prophesy! And I said, What shall I cry? The voice answered, Proclaim: All flesh is as frail as grass, and all that makes it attractive—its kindness, its goodwill, its mercy from the Almighty Creator of our beings, its esteem and comeliness, however good is transitory, like the flower of the field.
The grass withers, the flower fades, when the breath of the Master blows upon it; surely ALL the people are like grass. The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our Almighty Creator of our beings will stand forever.
O you who bring good tidings to Zion, get up to the high mountain. O you who bring good tidings to Jerusalem, lift up your voice with strength, lift it up, be not afraid; say to the cities of Judah, Behold your Almighty Creator of your beings! Behold, the Master Creator of our beings will come with might, and His arm will rule for Him. Behold, His reward is with Him, and His recompense before Him.
He will feed His flock like a shepherd: He will gather the lambs in His arm, He will carry them in His bosom and will gently lead those that have their young.
Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, marked off the heavens with a nine-inch span, enclosed the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales and the hills in a balance?
Who has directed the Spirit of the Master, or as His counselor has taught Him? With whom did He take counsel, that instruction might be given Him?
Who taught Him the path of justice and taught Him knowledge and showed Him the way of understanding?
Behold, the nations are like a drop from a bucket and are counted as small dust on the scales; behold, He takes up the isles like a very little thing. And all Lebanon’s [forests] cannot supply sufficient fuel, nor all its wild beasts furnish victims enough to burn sacrifices worthy of the Master. All the nations are as nothing before Him; they are regarded by Him as less than nothing and emptiness (waste, futility, and worthlessness). To whom then will you liken the Almighty Creator of our beings? Or with what likeness will you compare Him?