Christ My Song - 855

The Master hath his word fulfilled - Pentecost
(Horatius Bonar/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)

Pentecost.

1. The Master hath his word fulfilled;
and though we still are far from home,
the days of orphanage are past, –
the Comforter has come! (PDF - Midi)

2. The promise of the Father now
descends; our lips no more are dumb:
the rushing mighty wind is heard, –
the Comforter has come!

3. The true Enlightener of the dark,
of heavenly gifts the soul and sum,
the mighty Quickener of the dead, –
the Comforter has come!

4. The Breath from the four winds of heaven,
that breathes into the awful tomb,
the resurrection-breath of God, –
the Comforter has come!

5. Midnight has blossomed into morn,
for gladness we exchange our gloom;
the joy unspeakable is ours, –
the Comforter has come!

6. Our fetters break, our burdens fall,
fresh rays from heaven our souls illume;
our prison-bars lie broken round, –
the Comforter has come!

7. Now are we strong for service high,
for toil, or pain, or martyrdom;
now we can face the sword or fire, –
the Comforter has come!

8. Now are we nerved for holy fight,
for longer life or earlier doom;
our helmet, shield, and sword are on, –
the Comforter has come!

9. The fire from heaven descends in power,
our dross for ever to consume;
in holy liberty we walk, –
the Comforter has come!

10. The south wind blows, the kindly sun
ripens our garden's summer-bloom,
and hangs the fruit upon our boughs, –
the Comforter has come!

Horatius Bonar, The Song of the New Creation, 1872, 141-142.