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7 Comfort, comfort, ye My people

Tröstet, tröstet, meine Lieben

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1 Com - fort, com - fort, ye My peo - ple, Speak ye peace, thus


2 Yea, her sins our God will par - don, Blott - ing out each

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1 saith our God. Com - fort those who sit in dark - ness,
2 dark mis - deed; All that well de - served His ang - er

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1 Mourn-ing’neath their sor - rows’ load. Speak ye to Je - ru - sa - lem


2 He no more will see or heed. She hath suf - fered man-y‿a day,

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1 Of the peace that waits for them; Tell her that her
2 Now her griefs have passed a - way; God will change her

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Words: Johann Olearius 1611-84; tr. Catherine Winkworth 1827-78 FREU DICH SEHR
Music: Genevan Psalter 1551; setting from The Lutheran Hymnal 1941 87 87 77 88
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1 sins I cov - er And her war - fare now is o - ver.


2 pin - ing sad - ness In - to ev - er‑ spring - ing glad - ness.

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3 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.

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.

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