Gather Comprehensive ‎#326

326. Comfort, Comfort, O My People

1 Comfort, comfort, O my people,
Speak of peace, now says our God;
Comfort those who sit in darkness,
Mourning 'neath their sorrow's load.
Speak unto Jerusalem
Of the peace that waits for them;
Tell of all the sins I cover,
And that warfare now is over.

2 Hark, the voice of one who's crying
In the desert far and near.
Bidding all to full 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.

3 O make 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.

Text Information

• First Line: Comfort, comfort, O my people
• Title: Comfort, Comfort, O My People
• German Title: Tröstet, tröstet, meine Lieben
• Author: Johann Olearius, 1611-1684
• Translator: Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878 (alt.)
• Meter: 8 7 8 7 77 88
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1994
• Scripture:
  Isaiah 40:1-8
  ;
  Matthew 4:16
• Topic: Seasons and Feasts: Advent

Tune Information

• Name: GENEVA 42
• Adapter (harmony): Claude Goudimel, 1505-1572
• Meter: 8 7 8 7 77 88
• Key: F Major