Psallos - Comfort, Comfort Ye My People Lyrics

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
And her warfare now is over

Yea, her sins our God will pardon
Blotting out each dark misdeed
All 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 ever-springing 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
And 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
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