The Book of Praise ‎#113

113. Comfort, comfort you my people

1 Comfort, comfort you my people;
tell of peace, thus says our God;
comfort those who sit in darkness
bowed beneath oppression's load.
Speak you to Jerusalem
of the peace that waits for them;
tell them that their sins I cover,
and their warfare now is over.

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

3 Make you straight what long was crooked;
make the rougher places plain;
let your hearts be true and humble,
as befits God's holy reign,
for the glory of the Lord
now o'er earth is shed abroad,
and all flesh shall see the token
that God's word is never broken.

Text Information

• First Line: Comfort, comfort you my people
• Title: Comfort, comfort you my people
• Author: Johannes Olearius, 1611-1684
• Translator: Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878
• Meter: 8 7 8 7 7 7 8 8
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1997
• Scripture:
  Isaiah 40:1-5
• Topic: Church Year: Advent; Comfort / Consolation; Desert / Wilderness; Forgiveness / Pardon; God: Word of; God: King; God: Glory of; Social Concerns / Social Justice
• Source: German
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: GENEVAN 42
• Meter: 8 7 8 7 7 7 8 8
• Key: F Major
• Source: Genevan Psalter 1551
• Copyright: Public Domain