To the Comforter

Mighty Comforter, to thee
In our feebleness we flee;
Oh, unveil thy gracious face,
Spread out all thy wondrous grace.

Strengthener of the poor and weak,
To thy power for strength we seek;
Heavenly fulness, from above,
Oh descend in blessed love.

Patient Teacher of the blind,
Opener of the sin-seal'd mind,
Fix in us thy sure abode,
And reveal the Christ of God.

Guider of the erring feet
In the waste or busy street,
Lead us thro' life's Babel-crowds,
Through its pathless solitudes.

True Enricher of the poor,
Enter thou our lowly door;
Let thy liberal hand impart
Heavenly riches to our heart.

Looser of the bonds of sin,
Oh make haste and enter in;
Break each link, till there remains
Not one fragment of our chains.

Loving Spirit, come, Oh come!
Find in us thy endless home;
Find in this our world below
A dwelling for thy glory now.

Holy Light, upon us shine,
With thy energy divine;
Heavenly Brightness, break thou forth,
Over this benighted earth.

With the eternal Father one,
One with the eternal Son;
Eternal Spirit, thee we praise,
Now and through eternal days.
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