Acts 1:9

• [Act 1:9] He Is Gone, A Cloud Of Light

  He is gone—a cloud of light Has received Him from our sight; High in Heav’n, where eye of men Follows not, nor angels’ ken; Through the veils of time and space, Passed into the holiest place; All the toil, the sorrow done, All the battle fought and won. He is gone—and we remain In this world of sin and pain: In the void which He has left On this earth, of Him bereft. We have still His work to do, We can still His path pursue; Seek Him both in friend and foe, In ourselves His image show. He is gone—we heard Him say, “Good that I should go away,” Gone is that dear form and face, But not gone His present grace; Though Himself no more we see, Comfortless we cannot be: No, His Spirit still is ours, Quickening, freshening all ours powers. He is gone—towards their goal World and church must onward roll; Far behind we leave the past; Forward are our glances cast: Still His words before us range Through the ages as they change: Wheresoe’er the truth shall lead, He will give whate’er we need. He is gone—but we once more Shall behold Him as before; In the heaven of heavens the same, As on earth He went and came; In the many mansions there, Place for us He will prepare; In that world unseen, unknown, He and we shall yet be one. He is gone—but not in vain, Wait until He comes again: He is risen, He is not here, Far above this earthly sphere; Evermore in heart and mind There our peace in Him we find: To our own eternal Friend, Thitherward let us ascend.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Acts 28:25

• [Act 28:25] Come, Holy Ghost, Our Hearts Inspire

  Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, Let us Thine influence prove: Source of the old prophetic fire, Fountain of life and love. Come, Holy Ghost, for moved by Thee The prophets wrote and spoke; Unlock the truth, Thyself the key, Unseal the sacred book. Expand Thy wings, celestial Dove, Brood o’er our nature’s night; On our disordered spirits move, And let there now be light. God, through Himself, we then shall know If Thou within us shine, And sound with all Thy saints below, The depths of love divine.

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  source: Cyberhymnal