Come, O Creator Spirit Blest

Verse 1

Come, O Creator Spirit blest,
And in our souls take up Thy rest;
Come, with Thy grace and heavenly aid,
To fill the hearts which Thou hast made.

Verse 2

Great Paraclete, to Thee we cry:
O highest gift of God Most High!
O Fount of life! O Fire of love!
And sweet Anointing from above!

Verse 3

The sacred sevenfold grace is Thine,
Dread Finger of the hand Divine;
The promise of the Father Thou,
Who dost the tongue with power endow.

Verse 4

Our senses touch with light and fire;
Our hearts with charity inspire;
And with endurance from on high
The weakness of our flesh supply.

Verse 5

Far back our enemy repel,
And let Thy peace within us dwell;
So may we, having Thee for Guide,
Turn from each hurtful thing aside.

Verse 6

O may Thy grace on us bestow
The Father and the Son to know,
And evermore to hold confessed
Thyself of each the Spirit blest.