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Moravian Hymn Book, #199
Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness, Pierce the clouds of sinful night; Come, thou source of sweetest gladness, Breathe thy life, and spread thy light. | From that height which knows no measure As a gracious shower descend, Bringing down the richest treasure Man can wish, or God can send! | [Come, Thou best of all donations...] | [Known to Thee are all recesses...] | Manifest thy love for ever; Fence us in on every side; In distress be our Reliever, Guard and teach, support and guide. | [Be our Friend on each occasion...] | When we die, be our Salvation, Raise us glorious from the grave; Perfect thus thy new creation, God! omnipotent to save. | |