8,8,6,8,8,6

ergo, hos palai tois mathetais epengeilo

(troparia)

By St. Cosmas, died 760 A.D.

I

O Jesus, Lover of our race,

How rich the promise of Thy grace

To Thy disciples made, --

A holy Paraclete to send,

To succour, comfort, and befriend

With His inspiring aid.

II

On earth the light is shining clear,

The Holy Comforter is here,

To all the faithful given;

And now, what prophets long foretold,

In all His fulness we behold

The Spirit sent from heaven.