“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.”
Isaiah 40:3 (10.10. 10.10. Pantyfedwen)
The highway of the Lord hast thou not known?
Prepared by grace for men to find a way;
A path declared, His Gospel made renown:
The Prince of Glory takes our sin away.
The valleys give their voices now to raise,
And mountains melt before Thy powerful name;
Good tidings come and Zion fills with praise
For God has come His Gospel to proclaim.
The glory of the Lord is now revealed,
A voice has cried and all the earth hast heard
The message of the God in Christ who healed
The sorrow and the sin against His Word.
He fainteth not nor faileth in His love,
Yet youths shall fall in all their vanity;
But those who call and wait for Him above,
Like eagles rise and see His Calvary.
This is the God to whom all nations bend,
For time and space are nestled in His hand.
He is the Lord, and will the heavens rend
And blessing pour upon a thirsty land.
O comfort, comfort let there ever be
For He is God and ever reigns supreme;
Our sorrows banished by His love’s decree,
O love of God, in Christ who doth redeem.
