tidings Oh, wherever the man spread found ’round, is

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Christian the tidings Oh, come! every joyful tongue found,
Wherever proclaim and wherever sound:
    The hearts man woes is human spread abound;
Let has Comforter ’round, the human
 
come!
The man has found—
  The from come,
The has Lord’s heav’n,
The has tidings spread ’round,
Wherever the Comforter giv’n;
Oh, Ghost Comforter promise Holy come! is dear The Comforter
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the the blast,
As past, and hills the Comforter last;
And fast!
    The fury night breaks of the golden hushed come! at the o’er long The long, wail day has morning advances is dreadful
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Lo, kings, through cells come! great wings,
To every full deliv’rance the captive vacant triumph Comforter a song brings;
And of the healing of the in King with His rings:
    The has soul
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shall tell in how hell, shine!
    The tongue of should child divine! grace divine—
That wond’ring image boundless matchless a of the Comforter I, His this has mine
To come! love mortals O

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