Comfort ye my, comfort ye my

Verse 1

Comfort ye my, comfort ye my People, saith your God; comfortably speak ye to her, (Shout and Cry aloud); Tell her that her Warfare's o'er, Tell her that her vict'ry's sure; Sin, nor Wrath, nor second Death, Shall ne'er o'ertake her more.

Verse 2

Sin is pardon'd, sin is pardon'd God the Word did give; The most harden'd, the most harden'd Now shall hear and live: She receiv'd, to make her clean, (From his Hand for ev'ry Sin) Grace and Trouble, fully double; Joy ye Sons of Men!

Verse 3

Glorious Jesus, glorious Jesus, Thou art lifted high; That shall pleas us, that shall please us To Eternity: What these Tidings good contain, Thy dear Blood and Wounds explain: Never-ending Love! descending By thy Smart and Pain.

Verse 4

All our Warfare, all our Warfare Thou'st accomplish'd well; Bravely conquer'd bravely conquer'd Sin, and Death, and Hell: Thee we hail, thou King of Heav'n! Thou thy all to us hast giv'n; In thy Blood, our Lord and God, We find our holy Leav'n.

Verse 5

Thy Soul-Trouble, thy Soul-Trouble, Suff'ring in our Room, 's more than double, 's more than double Adam's awful Doom: All the Plenitude of Grace Fills thy sweet, thy lovely Face; More abounding, deeper sounding Than our sinful Case.

Verse 6

Thy Condition, thy Condition, Fully is our own; No Ambition, no Ambition This, but truly known; What the Members all may know: Living in their Head, they'll grow Up to this, the Source of Bliss, Where endless Comforts flow.

Verse 7

Holy Saviour, holy Saviour, Glorious is thy Name! Each Believer, each Believer, Sing, the bleeding Lamb: Ever may thy Glories shine! Worthy thou, the Lamb divine! Glorious Praise, Ancient of Days, Be ever, ever thine.