The Comforter has come

In these days of overhead projectors taking the place of hymn books, I find it a real blessing to sing the old songs of the cross from memory. One of those old hymns was going off in my mind early on this morning; I was thinking about a lady in Montreal who is going through a period of mourning over the loss of her best friend and husband. The words of that old hymn came clear to me and I sang them over to myself and to the Lord , they say, "The Comforter has come, the Comforter has come, the Holy Ghost from heaven, The Father's promise given. Oh spread the tidings round wherever man is found, The Comforter has come." One of the stanzas says, "The long, long night is 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!
Yes, the Comforter has come! And what a comfort to know that He has come and especially to one so undeserving as I. The next verse rather says it all, "Lo, the great King of kings, with healing in His wings,To ev’ry captive soul a full deliverance brings;And through the vacant cells the song of triumph rings;The Comforter has come! Let me indulge one more verse "O boundless love divine! How shall this tongue of mineTo wond’ring mortals tell the matchless grace divine—That I, a child of hell, should in His image shine!The Comforter has come!"
So to my sister Catherine I say take comfort my dear Sister in knowing that Bro. Lucho is with the Lord and so shall he ever be and you will meet again on that great reunion day. "For we do not mourn as those who have no hope, for if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so God will bring with Him those who sleep in Jesus."