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COME to our poor nature’s night With Thy blessèd inward light, Holy Ghost the Infinite, Comforter divine. |
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2 | We are sinfulcleanse us, Lord; Sick and faintThy strength afford; Lostuntil by Thee restored, Comforter divine. |
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3 | Guide, subdue our wayward will, Like the dew Thy peace distil; Things of Christ unfolding still, Comforter divine. |
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4 | With us, for us, intercede, And with voiceless groanings plead Our unutterable need, Comforter divine. |
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5 | In us ‘Abba, Father!’ cry, Earnest of the bliss on high, Seal of immortality, Comforter divine. |
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6 | Search for us the depths of God; Upwards by the heavenly road Bear us to Thy high abode, Comforter divine. |
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George Rawson, 1807-89 |