The voice of one, crying in the wilderness,
Prepare ye, prepare ye the way of the Lord,
make straight in the desert a high way for our God.
The voice said "Cry!" And he said, "What shall I cry? What shall I cry?"

Behold all flesh is as the grass, and all the goodliness thereof,
the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field,
The grass it withereth, and the flower it fadeth,
because the Spirit of the Lord, the Spirit of the Lord bloweth upon it, bloweth upon it.
The grass it withereth and the flower it fadeth, the flower it fadeth
But the word of our God, the word of our God endureth forever, endureth forever.

The voice of one crying in the wilderness,
Prepare ye the way of the Lord.
Make straight in the desert a high way, a high way for our God.