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 that her warfare is now over
That her sins are covered and will be no more
And in the end when all is said and done
There'll be peace
O, her sins are God will pardon
Blotting out each dark misdeed
All that well deserved His anger
He no more will see nor heed
She has suffered many days but now her sadness is no more
God has changed her greatest griefs into gladness
And in the end, she'll be left singing a song
Of victory
For the prophet's voice is crying
In the desert far and near
Bidding all men to repentance
For the kingdom now is here
The stars they shine so bright in the sky at the baby's birth
Let the valleys rise and the hills bow to greet Him
O, heed the word of the wasteland watchman
"Prepare the way..."
Come you sinners and hear
Christ is Lord, don't fear
Our redemption draws near
Lift your head