Rejoice! The Year upon Its Way

Rejoice! the year up­on its way

Has brought again that bless­èd day

When on the chos­en of the Lord

The Ho­ly Spir­it was out­poured.

On each the fire

des­cend­ing

stood

In qui­ver­ing tongues’ si­mi­li­tude—

Tongues

that their words might rea­dy prove

And fire

to make them flame with love.

To all in ev­ery tongue they spoke;

Amazement in the crowd awoke

Who mocked

as ov­er­come with wine

Those who were filled with pow­er di­vine.

These things were done in type that day

When Eas­ter­tide had passed away

The num­ber told which once set free

The cap­tive at the ju­bi­lee.

And now

O ho­ly God

this day

Regard us as we hum­bly pray

And send us

from Thy heav­en­ly seat

The bless­ings of the Pa­ra­clete.

To God the Fa­ther

God

the Son

And God the Spir­it

praise be done;

May Christ the Lord up­on us pour

The Spir­it’s gift for­ev­er­more.