Comfort, Ye Ministers of Grace
Comfort, ye ministers of grace,
Comfort my people, saith your God!
Comfort, ye ministers of grace,
Comfort my people, saith your God!
Ye soon shall see his smiling face,
His golden sceptre, not his rod,
And own, when now the cloud’s removed,
He only chastened whom he loved.
Who sow in tears, in joy shall reap;
The Lord shall comfort all that mourn;
Who now go on their way and weep,
With joy they doubtless shall return,
And bring their sheaves with vast increase,
And have their fruit to holiness.
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