HOLY Ghost, into our minds
Send down Thy heavenly light!
Kindle our hearts with fervent zeal,
To serve God day and night.
2 Our weakness strengthen and confirm,
For, Lord, Thou know'st us frail;
That neither Satan, world, nor flesh,
Against us may prevail.
3 Put back our enemy far from us,
And help us to obtain
Peace in our hearts with God and man,
The best, the truest gain.
4 Such measures of Thy mighty grace
Grant, Lord, to us, we pray,
That Thou may'st be our Comforter
At the last dreadful day.
NOME, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire,
And lighten with celestial fire!
Thou the anointing Spirit art,
Who dost Thy sevenfold gifts impart.
2 Thy blessed unction from above
Is comfort, life, and fire of love:
Enable with perpetual light
The dulness of our blinded sight.
3 Anoint and cheer our soiled face
With the abundance of Thy grace:
Keep far our foes, give peace at home;
Where Thou art guide, no ill can come.
4 Teach us to know the Father, Son,
And Thee, of both, to be but One;
That through the ages all along
Thy praise may wake in endless song.
NOME, Holy Spirit, come!
Let Thy bright beams arise:
Dispel the sorrow from our minds,
The darkness from our eyes.
2 Convince us all of sin,
Then lead to Jesu's blood;
And to our wondering view reveal
The secret love of God.
3 Revive our drooping faith,
Our fears and doubts remove;
And kindle in our breast the flame
Of never-dying love.
4 'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart,
To sanctify the soul,
Το pour fresh life on every part,
And new create the whole.
5 Spirit of adoption Thou,
Our minds from bondage free;
Then shall we know and praise and love
The Father, Son, and Thee.
PIRIT of mercy, truth, and love,
O shed Thy influence from above;
And still from age to age convey
The wonders of this sacred day.
2 In every clime, by every tongue,
Be God's amazing glory sung;
Let all the listening earth be taught
The wonders by the Saviour wrought.
3 Blest Comforter and heavenly Guide,
Still with the Church of Christ abide!
Still let our souls Thy blessings prove,
Spirit of mercy, truth, and love!
REATOR, Spirit, Lord of grace,
O make our hearts Thy dwelling-place, And with Thy heavenly presence aid
The souls of those whom Thou hast made!
2 Great Comforter, to Thee we cry ;
O highest gift of God Most High!
O Fount of Life! O Fire of Love!
And sweet Anointing from above!
3 Thee Lord and God Thy people own,
Who in Thy sevenfold gifts art known;
And touched by Thee our lips proclaim
All praise to God's most holy name.
4 Thou to our souls Thy grace impart,
And give Thy love to every heart;
Turn all our weakness into might,
O Thou the Source of life and light!
5 Protect us from the assailing foe,
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow :
Upheld by Thee, our Strength and Guide,
No evil can our steps betide.
PIRIT of Truth! on this Thy day
To Thee for help we cry,
To guide us through the dreary way
Of dark mortality.
2 We ask not, Lord, Thy cloven flame,
Or tongues of various tone;
But long Thy praises to proclaim
With fervour in our own.
3 We mourn not that prophetic skill
Is found on earth no more;
Enough for us to trace Thy will
In Scripture's sacred lore.
4 No heavenly harpings soothe our ear,
No mystic dreams we share;
Yet hope to feel Thy comfort near,
And bless Thee in our prayer.
When tongues shall cease and power decay,
And knowledge empty prove,
Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay
With Faith, with Hope, with Love!
PIRIT of God, that moved of old
Supon the waters' darkened face,
Come, when our faithless hearts are cold,
And stir them with an inward grace!
2 Thou that art Power and Peace combined, All highest Strength, all purest Love, The rushing of the mighty wind,
The brooding of the gentle dove;
3 O give us still Thy powerful aid,
And urge us on, and keep us Thine; Nor leave the hearts that once were made Fit temples for Thy grace divine!
Nor let us quench Thy sevenfold light;
But still with softest breathings stir
Our wayward souls, and guide aright,
O Holy Ghost, the Comforter!
RACIOUS Spirit, Love divine!
Let Thy light around us shine;
All our guilty fears remove,
Fill us with Thy peace and love.
2 Pardon to the contrite give,
Bid the wounded sinner live;
Lead us to the Lamb of God;
Wash us in His precious blood.
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