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HOLY SPIRIT |
Let Thy Spirit, blessed Saviour,
Come and bid our doubtings cease; Come, O, come with love and favor, Fill us all with joy and peace.
"Fearful dangers are around us,
Satan watches to destroy; Lord, our foes would fain confound us; O, for us Thy might employ!
On Thy word our souls are resting;
Taught by Thee, Thy name we love; Sweetest of all names is Jesus; How it doth our spirits move!
Let us not, O Lord, be weary
Of the roughness of the way; Though the road be often dreary, Thou shalt drive our gloom away.
Let Thy Spirit, blessed Saviour, |
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Anonymous | D. E. Jones, 1851 |