Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove
1
Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers;
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
2
O raise our thoughts from things below,
From vanities and toys!
Then shall we with fresh courage go
To reach eternal joys.
3
Awake our souls to joyful songs;
Let pure devotions rise;
Till praise employs our thankful tongues,
And doubt forever dies.
4
Father, we would no longer live
At this poor, dying rate,
To thee our thankful love we give,
For thine to us is great.
5
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.