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1 O Holy Ghost, the Comforter,
How is thy love despised,
While the heart longs for sympathy
And friends are idolized.
2 O Spirit of the living God,
Brooding with dove-like wings
Over the helpless and the weak
Among created things!
3 Where should our feebleness find strength,
Our helplessness a stay,
Didst thou not bring us hope and help,
And comfort, day by day?
4 Great are thy consolations, Lord,
And mighty is thy power,
In sickness and in solitude,
In sorrow's darkest hour.
5 Oh, if the souls that now despise
And grieve thee, heavenly Dove,
Would seek thee, and would welcome thee,
How would they prize thy love!
Source: Laudes Domini: a selection of spiritual songs ancient & modern (Abr. ed.) #243
| First Line: | O Holy Ghost, the Comforter |
| Author: | Jane Euphemia Saxby |
| Language: | English |
| Copyright: | Public Domain |
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