Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine,
Display Thy glorious grace;
Unfold the truth, that it may shine,
And show the Savior’s face.
Dark error’s cloud from us remove,
Which intercepts the light;
And give us wisdom still to prove
God’s way alone is right.

Touch our dull ears with healing power,
That we the Lord may hear,
And in this glad, this holy hour,
May yield Him perfect fear.
Within us let His image grow,
His will our wills control,
Nor other master let us know
Of life, or heart, or soul.

Make Thou the path of duty plain,
Nor from it let us stray;
And more may we Christ’s Spirit gain,
In service, day by day;
That we our mission may fulfill,
Our faithful witness give,
And seeking ever but His will,
May to His glory live.

Come, Holy Spirit, come, O come!
Perform Thy work of grace;
Make our poor hearts Thine honored home,
Thy chosen dwelling place.
And kindle there love’s heavenly fire,
A purifying flame,
Consuming every wrong desire,
And purging sin’s deep shame.

Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine,
On these baptismal waters shine,
And teach our hearts, in highest strain,
To praise the Lamb for sinners slain.

We love Your Name, we love Your laws,
And joyfully embrace Your cause;
We love Your cross, the shame, the pain,
O Lamb of God, for sinners slain.

We sink beneath the water’s face,
And thank You for Your saving grace;
We die to sin and seek a grave
With You, beneath the yielding wave.

And as we rise with You to live,
O let the Holy Spirit give
The sealing unction from above,
The joy of life, the fire of love.

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Holy Ghost, come down upon Thy children,
Give us grace and make us Thine;
Thy tender fires within us kindle,
Blessèd Spirit, Dove divine.

For all within us good and holy
Is from Thee, Thy precious gift;
In all our joys, in all our sorrows,
Wistful hearts to Thee we lift.

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For Thou to us art more than Father,
More than sister, in Thy love,
So gentle, patient, and forbearing,
Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove.

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O we have grieved Thee, gracious Spirit!
Wayward, wanton, cold are we;
And still our sins, new every morning,
Never yet have wearied Thee.

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Ah! Sweet Consoler, though we cannot
Love Thee as Thou lovest us,
Yet if Thou deign’st our hearts to kindle
They will not be always thus.

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With hearts so vile how dare we venture,
King of kings, to love Thee so?
And how canst Thou, with such compassion,
Bear so long with things so low?

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The Son of Man from Jordan rose,
And prayed to God above;
When lo, the opening heav’ns disclose
A swift descending Dove.

The Spirit, lighting on His brow,
Anoints the Holy One;
The Father’s voice declaring, “Thou
Art My belovèd Son.”

So when, through His baptizing blessed
The Font new birth conveys,
Man kneels a son of God confessed,
Heav’n opens as he prays.

Fair innocency, like the dove’s,
Invests him, purged from sin;
For God the brooding Spirit moves,
Directs and rules within.

O Christ, whose mercy cleansed our stain
With streams of grace divine,
Let us not soil the robes again
Made white in blood of Thine.

Redeemer of a world undone,
We praise Thee and adore,
Jesu, with God the Father One,
And Spirit evermore.