102. Comfort, Comfort Ye My People

1 "Comfort, comfort ye My people,
Speak ye peace," thus saith our God.
"Comfort those who sit in darkness,
Mourning 'neath their sorrows' load.
Speak ye to Jerusalem
Of the peace that waits for them;
Tell her that her sins I cover,
And her warfare now is over."

2 Yea, her sins our God will pardon,
Blotting out each dark misdeed;
All that well deserved His anger
He will no more see or heed.
She hath suffered many a day;
Now her griefs have passed away.
God will change her pining sadness
Into ever-springing gladness.

3 Hark, the herald's voice is crying
In the desert far and near,
Bidding all men to repentanc,
Since the kingdom now is here.
Oh that warning cry obey!
Now prepare for God a way;
Let the valleys rise to meet Him
And the hills bow down to greet Him.

4 Make ye straight what long was crooked;
Make the rougher places plain.
Let your hearts be true and humble
As befits His holy reign.
For the glory of the Lord
Now o'er earth is shed abroad,
And all flesh shall fee the token
That His Word is never broken.

Text Information
First Line: "Comfort, comfort ye My people
Title: Comfort, Comfort Ye My People
German Title: Tröstet, tröstet meine Lieben
Author: J. Olearius, 1611-84
Translator: C. Winkworth, 1827-78
Publication Date: 1996
Meter: 87 87 77 88
Topic: Forerunners of Christ; Advent 3
Language: English
Tune Information
Name: FREU DICH SEHR
Meter: 87 87 77 88
Key: F Major
Source: Trente quatre Pseaumes de David, Geneva, 1551



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