A Voice Cries

A voice cries in the wilderness,

“Prepare the way of the Lord;

Make straight the way in the desert

For a highway for our God.

“The glory of the Lord our God,

Revealed, it now shall become,

And all people will now see it,

For the Lord has spoken it.”

A voice says, “Cry out.” And I said,

“What shall I cry?,” I know not.

“All people, they are just like grass,

Their faithfulness like flowers.

“The grass, it withers, flowers fall,

Because God’s breath blows on them.

Surely the people are like grass,

But the word of God endures.”

You who bring good news to Zion,

Go up on a high mountain.

Now lift up your voice with a shout,

Lift it up, don’t be afraid.

Say to the people everywhere,

“Here is your God!” Do you see?

The Sovereign Lord comes with power,

He rules with a mighty arm.

See, His reward now is with Him,

His reward now goes with Him.

He tends His flock like a shepherd, 

For our Shepherd, that is Him!

He gathers us now in His arms,

Close to His heart, we all are;

He gently leads us where to go.

We who love Him follow Him.

Based off Isaiah 40:3-11 

An Original Work / November 19, 2025

Christ’s Free Servant, Sue J Love