RBHGgÁd¾CYyedaHTukç 64-6859 The comforter Has come

1-cUrpSaydMNwgenHeTA kEnøgNamanmnusSenA TINaman)abbribUr mnusSevTna>>>>> RBYyyMf¶Úr [Gs;GñkeCORBHGgÁ CYypSaydMNwgenHpg>>>>> 1-Oh, spread tidings’ round, wherever man is found, Wherever human heart and human woes abound; Let every Christian tongue proclaim the joyful sound:

R-RBHCYyedaHTukç>>>>)anmk>>> RBHGgÁ>>d¾CYyedaHTukç RBHGgÁ>>d¾CYyedaHTukç RBHviBaØaNBIsßansYK’ RTg;mkeR)aseyIgral;tY cUrpSaydMNwgenHeTA kEnøg>>NamanmnusSenARBHCYyedaHTukç>>>)anmk . The comforter has come! The comforter has come, The comforter has come! The Holy Ghost from heav’n The Father’s promise giv’n; Oh, spread the tidings ‘round, Wherever man is found The comfort has come!

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R-RBHCYyedaHTukç>>>>)anmk>>> RBHGgÁ>>d¾CYyedaHTukç RBHGgÁ>>d¾CYyedaHTukç RBHviBaØaNBIsßansYK’ RTg;mkeR)aseyIgral;tY cUrpSaydMNwgenHeTA kEnøg>>NamanmnusSenARBHCYyedaHTukç>>>)anmk . The comforter has come! The comforter has come, The comforter has come! The Holy Ghost from heav’n The Father’s promise giv’n; Oh, spread the tidings ‘round, Wherever man is found The comfort has come!

3-RBHviBaØaNbrisuT§>>> yagmkelIcitþRsyut RTg;eR)assMGatcitþpg [rYcGs;TaMgesAhµg ehIy[)aneRcogbeNIþr kMBug>>EtenAbMerI>>>> 3-Lo, the great King of kings, with healing in His wings, To every captive son a full deliverance brings; And thro’ the vacant cells the song of triumph rings:

R-RBHCYyedaHTukç>>>>)anmk>>> RBHGgÁ>>d¾CYyedaHTukç RBHGgÁ>>d¾CYyedaHTukç RBHviBaØaNBIsßansYK’ RTg;mkeR)aseyIgral;tY cUrpSaydMNwgenHeTA kEnøg>>NamanmnusSenARBHCYyedaHTukç>>>)anmk . The comforter has come! The comforter has come, The comforter has come! The Holy Ghost from heav’n The Father’s promise giv’n; Oh, spread the tidings ‘round, Wherever man is found The comfort has come!

4-eFIVemþc[´niTan>>> BIkargarRBHviBaØaN RTg;pþl;RBHKuNRBHGgÁ mkeyIg´TaMgeRsacRsg; [)anrYcBInrk Cadrab>>teTAmux>>> 4-Sing, till the echoes fly above the vaulted sky, And all the saints above to all below reply, In strains of end less love, the song that ne’er will die:

R-RBHCYyedaHTukç>>>>)anmk>>> RBHGgÁ>>d¾CYyedaHTukç RBHGgÁ>>d¾CYyedaHTukç RBHviBaØaNBIsßansYK’ RTg;mkeR)aseyIgral;tY cUrpSaydMNwgenHeTA kEnøg>>NamanmnusSenARBHCYyedaHTukç>>>)anmk . The comforter has come! The comforter has come, The comforter has come! The Holy Ghost from heav’n The Father’s promise giv’n; Oh, spread the tidings ‘round, Wherever man is found The comforter has come!