The Effusion of the Spirit; or the Success of the Gospel

Verse 1

Great was the day, the joy was great, When the divine disciples met; While on their heads the Spirit came, And sat like tongues of cloven flame.

Verse 2

What gifts, what miracles he gave! And pow'r to kill, and pow'r to save! Furnish'd their tongues with wondrous words, Instead of shields, and spears, and swords.

Verse 3

Nations, the learned and the rude, Were by these heav'nly arms subdu'd, The heathens saw thy glory, Lord! And, wond'ring, bless'd thy gracious word.

Verse 4

Come the great day, the glorious hour, When all shall feel thy saving pow'r, And the whole race of man confess The beauty of thy holiness!