Comfort Comfort Now My People

Comfort Comfort now my people My people need comfort This world cannot give Go to the hungry You are my hands and my feet Fill their cups They are thirsty in need of a drink There are strangers stranded On streets in need of a welcome There are clothes to disperse Let the bride the church reach out Comfort Comfort now my people My people need comfort This world cannot give Care for the sick Be a blessing in their hour of need Visit the prisoners behind concrete walls Pray for release Comfort Comfort now my people My people need comfort This world cannot give Comfort Comfort now my people My people need comfort This world cannot give