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Author: Johann Olearius; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #119 (1908) Lyrics: 1 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.
2 Yea, her sins our God will pardon,
Blotting out each dark misdeed;
That which well deserved His anger
He will not more see or heed.
She hath suffer'd many a day,
Now her griefs have passed away,
God will change her pining sadness
Into ever springing gladness.
3 For Elijah'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.
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 see the token
That His Word is never broken. Topics: The Church Year John the Baptist; Fourth Sunday of Advent Languages: English; Latin Tune Title: LUDWIGSBURG (Freu dich sehr, o meine Seele)
Comfort, comfort ye my people