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Comfort, Comfort Ye My People
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Comfort, Comfort Ye My People
Author: Johann Olearius (1671)
Translator: Catherine Winkworth;
Tune: GENEVAN 42
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Comfort, Comfort Ye My People
Author: Johann Olearius (1671)
Translator: Catherine Winkworth;
Tune: GENEVAN 42
“Comfort, comfort ye My people,
Speak ye peace,” thus saith our God;
Speak ye peace,” thus saith our God;
“Comfort those who sit in darkness,
Mourning ‘neath their sorrows’ load.
Mourning ‘neath their sorrows’ load.
Speak ye to Jerusalem
Of the peace that waits for them;
Of the peace that waits for them;
Tell her that her sins I cover
And her warfare now is over.”
And her warfare now is over.”
Yea, her sins our God will pardon,
Blotting out each dark misdeed;
Blotting out each dark misdeed;
All that well deserved His anger
He no more will see or heed.
He no more will see or heed.
She hath suffered many a day,
Now her griefs have passed away;
Now her griefs have passed away;
God will change her pining sadness
Into ever-springing gladness.
Into ever-springing gladness.
Hark, the herald’s voice is crying
In the desert far and near,
In the desert far and near,
Calling sinners to repentance,
Since the Kingdom now is here.
Since the Kingdom now is here.
O that warning cry obey!
Now prepare for God a way;
Now prepare for God a way;
Let the valleys rise to meet Him
And the hills bow down to greet Him.
And the hills bow down to greet Him.
Make ye straight what long was crooked;
Make the rougher places plain.
Make the rougher places plain.
Let your hearts be true and humble,
As befits His holy reign.
As befits His holy reign.
For the glory of the Lord
Now o’er earth is shed abroad,
Now o’er earth is shed abroad,
And all flesh shall see the token
That His Word is never broken.
That His Word is never broken.
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