Hymns, Selected and Original ‎#177

177. Sure the blest Comforter is nigh

1 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh,
'Tis he sustains my fainting heart;
Else would my hope forever die,
And ev'ry cheering ray depart.

2 When some kind promise glads my soul,
Do I not find his healing voice
The tempest of my fears control,
And bid my drooping pow'rs rejoice?

3 What less than thy almighty word
Can raise my heart from earth and dust,
And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord,
My life, my treasure, and my trust!

4 And when my cheerful hope can say,
"I love my God, and taste his grace;"
Lord, is it not thy blissful ray,
Which brings this dawn of sacred peace?

5 Let thy kind spirit in my heart
Forvever dwell, O God of love;
And light and heav'nly peace impart,
Sweet earnest of the joys above.

Text Information

• First Line: Sure the blest Comforter is nigh
• Meter: L. M.
• Publication Date: 1828
• Topic: Holy Spirit; The Holy Spirit a Comforter

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