- The Lord Almighty Reigns, Pt. 1
- Long Expected Jesus
- Hope of the World
- The Long, Long Night
- Prepare the Way
- Lay Down Straight
- Lamb of God
- This is the Christ
- O Spread the Tidings Round
- I Heard the Bells
- Tempus Adest Floridium/ The Story of Us
- The Lord Almighty Reigns, Pt. 2/ Joy to the World
Gather round I will sing another story, I will tell another tale, of the deep transcendent glory of the love that never fails and when the final note is sung you'll know the comforter is coming and the comforter has come.There was Mary, a girl set apart, to hold the hope of the world in her womb and in her heart and though she feared the coming storm she knew the promise was enough that the comforter is coming and the comforter has come.The hope of the world. The hope of the world is born. A Savior has come. A Savior has come to us. The hope of the world.There were shepherds living in the fields huddled in the darkness, when a light from God appeared and said do not be afraid go and see what God has done. For a Savior now is given. And the comforter has come.The hope of the world. The hope of the world is born. A Savior has come. A Savior has come to us.The hope of the world. The hope of the world is born. The Savior has come. Oh. The Savior has come to us.
1 O spread the tidings 'round
Wherever man is found,
Wherever human hearts and human woes abound;
Let every Christian tongue proclaim the joyful sound:
The Comforter has come!Refrain:
The Comforter has come, the Comforter has come!
The Holy Ghost from heaven, the Father's promise given;
O spread the tidings 'round wherever man is found:
The Comforter has come!2 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! [Refrain]3 Lo, the great King of kings with healing in His wings,
To every captive soul a full deliverance brings;
And through the vacant cells the song of triumph rings;
The Comforter has come! [Refrain]4 O boundless Love divine! how shall this tongue of mine
To wondering mortals tell the matchless grace divine:
That I, a child of hell, should in His image shine!The Comforter has come! [Refrain]
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