O Jesus, Lover of our race,
How rich the promise of Thy grace
To Thy disciples made,—
A holy Paraclete to send,
To succour, comfort, and befriend
With His inspiring aid.
On earth the light is shining clear,
The Holy Comforter is here,
To all the faithful given;
And now, what prophets long foretold,
In all His fulness we behold
The Spirit sent from heaven.
Hymns of the Greek Church, 1900
|Instances (1 - 1 of 1)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Hymns of the Greek Church #56||O Jesus, Lover of our race||O Jesus, Lover of our race||John Brownlie; St. Cosmas, died 760 A. D.||8,8,6,8,8,6||1900|