Rejoice in the Lord ‎#169

169. Comfort, Comfort Ye, My People

1 Comfort, comfort ye my people;
speak ye peace: thus saith your God;
comfort those who sit in darkness,
bowed beneath oppression's load;
of the peace that waits for thm
speak ye to Jerusalem;
tell her that her sins I cover,
and her warfare now is over.

2 For the herald's voice is calling,
in the desert far and near,
bidding all to make repentance,
since the kingdom now is here.
O that warning cry obey!
Now prepare for him a way;
let the valleys rise to meet him,
and the hills bow down to greet him.

3 Make ye straight what long was crookedl
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 see the token
that his word is never broken.

Text Information

• First Line: Comfort, comfort ye, my people
• Title: Comfort, Comfort Ye, My People
• Author: J. Olearius
• Translator: Catherine Winkworth (1863)
• Meter: 8.7.8.7.77.88
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1985
• Scripture:
  Isaiah 40:1-5
• Source: Trostet, Trostet

Tune Information

• Name: PSALM 42
• Meter: 8.7.8.7.77.88
• Key: F Major
• Source: Genevan Psalter (1551) (melody in)