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Jars Of Clay

The Comforter Has Come

 

The Comforter Has Come


O spread the tidings 'round, wherever man is found
Wherever human hearts and human woes abound
Let ev'ry mortal tongue proclaim the joyful sound:
The Comforter has come!

The long night has past, the morning breaks at last
And hushed the dreadful wail and fury of the blast
As o'er the golden hills the day advances fast!
The Comforter has come!

The Comforter has come, the Comforter has come!

O boundless love divine! How shall this tongue of mine
To wond'ring mortals tell the matchless grace divine'
That I, a child of hell, in His image shine!
The Comforter has come!
The Comforter has come!
The Comforter has come!
The Comforter has come!

Come let us adore Him
Come let us adore Him
Come let us adore Him
Come let us adore Him
Come let us adore Him
Come let us adore Him
Come let us adore Him
Come let us adore Him
Come let us adore Him

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