Chalice Hymnal ‎#122

122. Comfort, Comfort You My People

1 Comfort, comfort you my people,
tell of peace, thus says our God;
comfort those who sit in darkness
bowed beneath oppression's load.
Speak you to Jerusalem
of the peace that waits for them;
tell them that their sins I cover,
and their warfare now is over.

2 Hark, the herald's voice is calling
in the desert far and near,
bidding us to make repentance
since the reign of God is here.
O that warning cry obey!
Now prepare for God a way;
let the valleys rise in meeting
and the hills bow down to greeting.

3 Make you straight what long was crooked,
make the rougher places plain;
let your hearts be true and humble,
as befits God's holy reign.
For the glory of our God
now o'er earth is shed abroad;
and all flesh shall see the token
that God's word is never broken.

Text Information

• First Line: Comfort, comfort you my people
• Title: Comfort, Comfort You My People
• Author: Johannes G. Olearius (1671)
• Translator: Catherine Winkworth (1863, alt.)
• Meter: 87.87.77.88
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1995
• Scripture:
  Isaiah 40:1-8
• Topic: God Known in Jesus Christ: Advent; Christian Year: Advent; Comfort; Forgiveness; God: Reign; Jesus Christ; Jesus Christ: Advent; Peace on Earth

Tune Information

• Name: GENEVA 42
• Composer: Louis Bourgeois (1551)
• Harmonizer: Claude Goudimel (1564)
• Meter: 87.87.77.88
• Key: F Major