Come, Thou Creator Spirit blest

Come, Thou Creator Spirit blest,
And with Thy grace our minds pervade;
May Thy sweet presence ever dwell
Within the souls which Thou hast made.

Thou Holy Paraclete! the Gift
Sent down to earth from God Most High,
Thou Font of Life and fire and love,
Thy holy unction now apply.

Sevenfold Thy gifts to us are given,
Of God's right hand the Finger Thou;
The promise of the Father's grace,
With gifts of tongues, Thou dost endow.

Make our dull sense enraptured glow,
And let our hearts o'erflow with love;
The weakness of our flesh inspire
With heavenly valour from above.

Far from our souls the foe repel,
And let us know the bliss of peace;
Guide Thou our steps, that evermore
Our hearts may learn from sin to cease.

Lead us the Father's love to know;
Reveal to us the Eternal Son;
And Thee, the Sent of both, we'll praise,
While everlasting ages run.