24 They are barely planted, barely sown,
their stem hardly takes root in the ground
when He blows on them and they wither,
and a whirlwind carries them away like stubble.(A)

25 “Who will you compare Me to,(B)
or who is My equal?” asks the Holy One.
26 Look up[a] and see:
who created(C) these?
He brings out the starry host by number;
He calls all of them by name.(D)
Because of His great power and strength,
not one of them is missing.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 40:26 Lit Lift up your eyes on high

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