Comfort ye, comfort ye My people, saith your God.
Ev'ry valley shall be exalted, and ev'ry mountain and hill
And the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and
Thus saith the Lord, the Lord of Hosts: Yet once
But who may abide the day of His coming, and
And He shall purify the sons of Levi, that they
The people that walked in darkness have seen a great
For unto us a Child is born, unto us a
And the angel said unto them: Fear not, for behold,
Glory to God in the highest, and peace on earth,
Then shall the eyes of the blind be opened, and
He shall feed His flock like a shepherd; and He
His yoke is easy, and his burthen is light.
He was despised and rejected of men, a man of
Surely He hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows!
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