For the mountains may move and the hills disappear,
but even then my faithful love for you will remain.
Morning by morning he wakens me
and opens my understanding to his will.
The grass withers and the flowers fade,
but the word of our God stands forever.
Whoever believes need never be shaken.
As a mother who comforts her child,
so I will comfort you.
Your sun will never set again,
and your moon will wane no more;
the Lord will be your everlasting light,
and your days of sorrow will end.
You will go out in joy
and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and hills
will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field
will clap their hands.