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Sabbath Psalm (Revision of Frank Bottome’s hymn, ‘The Comforter Has Come’)

O spread the tidings round,
Wherever man is found,

Wherever human hearts and human woes abound;
Let saints’ and angels’ tongues proclaim the joyful sound:

The Comforter has come!

The long, dark night is past,
The morning breaks at last,

And hushed the dreadful wail and fury of the blast,
As oe’r the golden hills the day advances fast:

The Comforter has come!

Lo, the great King of kings,
With healing in His wings,
To ev’ry captive soul a full salvation brings;
And thru the vacant cells the song of triumph rings:

The Comforter has come!

O boundless love divine!
How can these words of mine
Condense such Incarnation in so poor a line—
That men of dust like me should in Your image shine!

The Comforter has come!