Isaiah 51:12. I, even I, am he that comforteth you:
Oh, the beauty and blessing of these glorious words! Let me read them again: "I, even I, am he that comforteth you."
Isaiah 51:12. Who art thou, that thou shouldest be afraid of a man that shall die, and of the son of man which shall be made as grass;--
You see the grass, cut down by the mower’s scythe, lying in long rows, and withering in the sun; are you afraid of that grass? "no," you say; "certainly not." then, be not afraid of men, for they shall be cut down after the same fashion.
Isaiah 51:12. I, even I, am he that comforteth you:
Oh, the beauty and blessing of these glorious words! Let me read them again: "I, even I, am he that comforteth you."
Isaiah 51:12. Who art thou, that thou shouldest be afraid of a man that shall die, and of the son of man which shall be made as grass;--
You see the grass, cut down by the mower’s scythe, lying in long rows, and withering in the sun; are you afraid of that grass? "no," you say; "certainly not." then, be not afraid of men, for they shall be cut down after the same fashion.