The early Christians knew the Comforter;
Upon them fell the Pentecostal light.
They trusted God. They felt within them stir
A mighty power.
The times again are right:
The glorious Comforter is with us too.
Across the years we clasp those Christians' hands,
And understand their joys as brothers do.
We stand united by the selfsame bands.
Unchanging Love knows neither place nor time.
The same light blazes in our heart of hearts
To the extent we know and realize
And prove this glorious truth. It is sublime.
