Come, Holy Ghost, Creator Blest

Come

Ho­ly Ghost

Cre­at­or blest

Vouchsafe with­in our souls to rest;

Come with Thy grace and heav’n­ly aid

And fill the hearts which Thou hast made.

To Thee

the Com­fort­er

we cry;

To Thee

the gift of God most high;

The fount of life

the fire of love

The soul’s An­oint­ing from above.

The sev’n­fold gifts of grace are Thine;

O fin­ger of the hand di­vine;

True pro­mise of the Fa­ther Thou

Who dost the tongue with speech en­dow.

Thy light to ev­ery sense im­part

And shed Thy love in ev­ery heart;

Thy own un­fail­ing might sup­ply

To strength our in­fir­mi­ty.