Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, saith your God.
Speak ye comfortably to Jerusalem, and cry unto her, that her warfare is accomplished,
that her iniquity is pardoned.
The voice of him that crieth in the wilderness;
prepare ye the way of the Lord; 
make straight in the desert a highway for our God.

Ev'ry valley shall be exalted,
and ev'ry moutain and hill made low; 
the crooked straight and the rough places plain.