Every Valley shall be exalted
And ev'ry hill made low
And all God's people shall see together
The glory of the Lord.
A voice cries out in the wilderness,
Prepare the way of the Lord.
Make straight in the dessert a highway
A highway for the our God.
Comfort all my people
The time for war is gone.
The blind shall see, the deaf shall hear
The lame shall leap for joy.