Come, Holy Spirit, Creator Blest
And in our souls take up Your rest;
Come, with Your grace and Heavenly aid
To fill the hearts which You have made.
O Comforter, to You do we cry
O Heavenly Gift of God Most High
O Fount of life and Fire of love,
And sweet Anointing from above!
You in Your sevenfold Gifts are known;
You, Finger of God's hand, we own;
You, Promise of the Father, You,
Who do the tongue with power imbue
Kindle our sense from above,
And make our hearts o'erflow with love;
With patience firm and virtue hight,
The weakness of our flesh supply.
Far from us drive the foe we dread,
And grant us Your true peace instead;
So shall we not, with You for Guide,
Turn from the path of life aside.
O, may Your grace on us bestow
The Father and the Son to know;
And You, through endless times confessed,
Of both the eternal Spirit blest.
Now to the Father and the Son,
Who rose from death, be glory given,
With You, O Holy Comforter,
Henceforth by all on earth , in Heaven.