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Holy Spirit, faithful Guide, Ever near the Christian’s side,
Gently lead us by the hand, Pilgrims in a desert land,
Weary souls for e’er rejoice, When they hear that sweetest voice,
Whisper softly, “Wand’rer, come! Follow me I’ll guide thee home
Ever present, truest friend, Ever near thine aid to land,
Leave us not to doubt and fear, Groping on in darkness drear,
When the storms are raging sore, Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o’er,
Whispering softly, “Wand’rer come! Follow me I’ll guide thee home.
When our days of toil shall cease, Waiting still for sweet release,
Nothing left but heaven and prayer, Wond’ring if our names are there
Wading deep the dismal flood, Pleading naught but Jesus’ blood.
Whisper softly, “Wand’rer come, follow me I’ll guide thee home”
Gently lead us by the hand, Pilgrims in a desert land,
Weary souls for e’er rejoice, When they hear that sweetest voice,
Whisper softly, “Wand’rer, come! Follow me I’ll guide thee home
Ever present, truest friend, Ever near thine aid to land,
Leave us not to doubt and fear, Groping on in darkness drear,
When the storms are raging sore, Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o’er,
Whispering softly, “Wand’rer come! Follow me I’ll guide thee home.
When our days of toil shall cease, Waiting still for sweet release,
Nothing left but heaven and prayer, Wond’ring if our names are there
Wading deep the dismal flood, Pleading naught but Jesus’ blood.
Whisper softly, “Wand’rer come, follow me I’ll guide thee home”
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