C. James Conrad - Comfort Comfort Now My People

Comfort
Comfort now my people
My people need comfort
This world cannot give

Go to the hungry
You are my hands and my feet
Fill their cups
They are thirsty in need of a drink

There are strangers stranded
On streets in need of a welcome
There are clothes to disperse
Let the bride the church reach out

Comfort
Comfort now my people
My people need comfort
This world cannot give

Care for the sick
Be a blessing in their hour of need
Visit the prisoners behind concrete walls
Pray for release

Comfort
Comfort now my people
My people need comfort
This world cannot give

Comfort
Comfort now my people
My people need comfort
This world cannot give

Written by:
CHARLES CONRAD II

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