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

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

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