Oh, Comfort Ye My People!

Oh com­fort ye my peo­ple!

All sad­ness put away;

The bells from ma­ny a stee­ple

Ring in the East­er-day!

Then praise Him

ye peo­ple

Praise Him

ye peo­ple all;

Then praise Him

ye peo­ple

All peo­ple great and small.

Today the li­lies spring­ing

From win­ter’s gloom and cold

Sweet bells of East­er

ring­ing

Tell the glad song of old.

That Christ in­deed is ris­en

And all His saints shall rise

Fair flow­ers from death’s cold pri­son

To bloom in para­dise.