The Comforter by Charlotte Elliot

Spirit of truth, of power, of love. 

Who mak'st the contrite heart Thy seat. 
The Father's promise from above, 

Blest Paraclete ! 

The gift by Christ sent down from heaven 

To cheer His flock, then tempest-tost, 
The abundant compensation given 

For Him they lost; 

Spirit! the Church's Comforter, 

With whom Thou deignest to abide, 
Light, strength, and teaching to confer. 
Our steps to guide : 

Spirit of Jesus ! one with Him, 

And with the eternal Father one ! 
Remove the veil that renders dim 

That glorious Sun. 

Oh manifest Thy power anew ! 

Reveal His love, His truths divine ! 
Till in Thy light those truths we view, 
In vain they shine. 

" Spirit of glory and of Christ ! " 

Now lead us at His feet to fall; 
Show us His ransom has sufficed; 

Make Him our all !

 

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