Comfort, Comfort Ye My People

Comfort, Comfort Ye My People - Isaiah 40 Comfort, comfort ye my people Speak ye peace, thus saith our God Comfort those who sit in darkness Mourning ‘neath their sorrow's load Speak ye to Jerusalem Of the peace that waits for them Tell her that her sins I cover cnd her warfare now is over Yea, her sins our God will pardon Blotting out each dark misdeed cll that well deserved his anger He no more will see or heed She hath suffered many a day Now her griefs have passed away God will change her pining sadness Into everspringing gladness For the herald's voice is crying In the desert far and near Bidding all men to repentance Since the kingdom now is here O that warning cry obey! Now prepare for God a way Let the valleys rise to meet him cnd the hills bow down to greet him Make ye straight what long was crooked Make the rougher places plain Let your hearts be true and humble cs befits his holy reign For the glory of the Lord Now o'er earth is shed abroad cnd all flesh shall see the token That his word is never broken