Comfort My people Call out to her The voice of one crying Prepare ye the way of the Lord Cry aloud, don't hold back Lift your voice like a trumpet Tell My people, their transgression And the house of Jacob their sins Comfort My people Call out to her The voice of one crying Prepare ye the way of the Lord Cry aloud, don't hold back Lift your voice like a trumpet Tell My people, their transgression And the house of Jacob their sins Cry aloud, don't hold back Lift your voice like a trumpet Tell My people, their transgression And the house of Jacob their sins Let every valley be lifted up And every mountain be made low The crooked places shall be made straight And then His Glory shall be revealed Cry aloud, don't hold back Lift your voice like a trumpet Tell My people, their transgression And the house of Jacob their sins Cry aloud, don't hold back Lift your voice like a trumpet Tell My people, their transgression And the house of Jacob their sins