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