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The Comforter has come, the Comforter has come!
The Holy Ghost from heav'n, the Father's promise giv'n;
O spread the tidings round, wherever man is found
The Comforter has come!

The long, long night is past, the morning breaks at last,
And hushed the dreadful wail and fury of the blast,
As o'er the golden hills the day advances fast!
The Comforter has come!

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Lo, the great King of kings,
with healing in His wings,
To every captive soul a full deliverance brings;
And through the vacant cells the song of triumph rings;
The Comforter has come!

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O boundless love divine!
How shall this tongue of mine
To wondering mortals tell
the matchless grace divine dash
That I, a child of hell,
should in His image shine!
The Comforter has come!

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