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5 Come, all the faithful bless;
Let ail, who Christ confess,
His praise employ:
Give virtue's rich reward;
victorious death accord,
Unknown. 1662. a.
Tr. Charlemagne. d. 814.

Veni Sancte Spiritus. 7s.

Holy i. Lord of Light,
From Thy clear, celestial height,
Thy }. beaming radiance give;
Come, Thou Father of the poor
Come with treasures which endure
Come, Thou Light of all that live 1

Thou, of all consolers best,
Visiting the troubled breast,
Dost refreshing peace bestow:
Thou in toil art comfort sweet,
Pleasant coolness in the heat,
Solace in the midst of woe.

Light immortall Light divine!
Visit Thou these hearts of Thine,
And our inmost being fill:
If Thou take Thy grace away,
Nothing pure in man will stay;
All his good is turned to ill.

Heal our wounds, our strength renew;
On our dryness pour Thy dew;
Wash the stains of guilt away:
Bend the stubborn heart and will;
Melt the frozen, warm the chill;
Guide the steps that go astray.

Thou on those who evermore
Thee confess and Thee adore,
In Thy sevenfold gifts descend;

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241 Veni Sancte Spiritus. 6, 4. 1 CoME, Holy Ghost, in love

Shed on us from above
Thine own bright ray !

Divinely good Thou art;

Thy sacred gifts impart

To gladden each sad heart:
O come to-day!

2 Come, tenderest Friend, and best,
Our most delightful Guest,
With soothing power:
Rest, which the weary know,
Shade, 'mid the noontide glow,
Peace, when deep griefs overflow,
Cheer us, this hour !

3 Come, Light serene, and still
Our inmost bosoms fill;
Dwell in each breast:
We know no dawn but Thine;
Send forth Thy beams divine,
On our dark souls to shine,
And make us blest!

4 Exalt our low desires;

Extinguish passion's fires;
Heal every wound:

Our stubborn spirits bend;

Our icy coldness end;

Our devious steps attend,

5 Come, all the faithful bless;
Let all, who Christ confess,
His praise employ:
Give virtue's rich reward;
Victorious death accord,
And, with our glorious Lord,
Eternal joy!
Ray Palmer. 1858.

Tr. Robert II. of France. d. 1031.

242 Nunc Sancte nobis Spiritus. L. M.

1 BLEst Spirit, one with God above,
Thou Source of life and holy love,
O cheer us with Thy sacred beams,

Refresh us with Thy plenteous streams.

2 O may our lips confess Thy Name,
Our holy lives Thy praise proclaim:
With love divine our hearts inspire,
And fill us with Thy holy fire.

• Ageo,
That I may know and choose Thy way;
Plant holy fear within my heart, 2
That I from Thee may néer depart.
3 Conduct me safe, conduct me far -
From every sin and hurtful snare:
Lead me to God, my final Rest, y
In His enjoyment to be blest.
4 #: F. to holiness, the road
at I must take, to dwell with God;
Lead to Thy Word, that rules must give
And sure directions how to live, 2
y o me to means of grace, where I
By Own my wants, and seek supply:
Lead to Thyself, thé Spring foss
..To fetch all quickening influence.

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Thou strong Defence, Thou holy Light,
Teach us to know our God aright,
And call Him Father from the heart:
The Word of life and truth impart:

4 That we may love not doctrines strange,
Nor e'er to other teachers range,
But Jesus for our Master own,
And put our trust in Him alone.
Thou sacred Ardor, Comfort sweet,
Help us to wait with ready feet
And willing heart at Thy command,
Nor trial fright us from Thy band.
6 Lord, make us ready with Thy powers;
Strengthen the flesh in weaker #.
That as good warriors we may force
Through life and death to Thee our course'
Miss Winkworth. 1855. a.
Tr. Martin Luther. 1524.

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3 Come, Light serene, and still o Our inmost bosoms fill; Dwell in each breast: We know no dawn but Thine; Send forth Thy beams divine, On our dark souls to shine, And make us blest!

4 Exalt our low desires;
Extinguish passion's fires;
Heal every wound:
Qur stubborn spirits bend;
Qur icy coldness end;
Our devious steps attend,

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3 Convince us of our sin,
Then lead to Jesus’ Blood;

And to our wondering view reveal
The secret Love of God.

4 'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart, ' ' To sanctify the soul,

To pour fresh life on every part,
And new create the whole.

5 Dwell, therefore, in our hearts;
Our minds from bondage free;

Then shall we know, and praise and love
The Father, Son, and Thee.

Joseph Hart. 1759. a.

248 L. M.

1 CoME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With light and comfort from above.
Be Thou my Guardian, Thou my Guide;
O'er every thought and step preside.

2 The light of truth to me display,
That I may know and choose Thy way;
Plant holy fear within my heart,
That I from Thee may ne'er depart.

3 Conduct me safe, conduct me far
From every sin and hurtful snare;
Lead me to God, my final Rest,
In His enjoyment to be blest.

4 Lead me to holiness, the road
That I must take, to dwell with God;
Lead to Thy Word, that rules must give,
And sure directions how to live.

5 Lead me to means of grace, where I
May own my wants, and seek supply;
Lead to Thyself, the Spring from whence
To fetch all quickening influence.

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