164 Olivet. 6s & 4s.

(386) Veni, Sancte Spiritus!

Come, Holy Ghost! in love,

Shed on us, from above,

Thine own bright ray:

Divinely good thou art;

Thy sacred gifts impart,

To gladden each sad heart;

Oh! come to-day!

2 Come, tenderest Friend, and best,

Our most delightful Guest!

With soothing power;

Rest, which the weary know;

Shade, 'mid the noontide glow;

Peace, when deep griefs o'erflow;

Cheer us, this hour!

3 Come, Light serene, and still

Our inmost bosoms fill;

Dwell in each breast:

We know no dawn but thine;

Send forth thy beams divine,

On our dark souls to shine,

And make us blest.

4 Exalt our low desires;

Extinguish passion's fires;

Heal every wound;

Our stubborn spirits bend;

Our icy coldness end;

Our devious steps attend,

While heavenward bound.

Lat. Robert II. of France, 996. Tr., Ray Palmer, 1858.

165 Olivet. 6s & 4s.

(387) The Spirit of Truth.

Thou! whose almighty word

Chaos and darkness heard,

And took their flight,

Hear us, we humbly pray,

And, where the gospel's day

Sheds not its glorious ray,

"Let there be light!"

2 Thou! who didst come to bring,

On thy redeeming wing,

Healing and sight,

Health to the sick in mind,

Sight to the inly blind;--

Oh! now to all mankind,

"Let there be light!"

3 Spirit of truth and love,

Life-giving holy Dove!

Speed forth thy flight:

Move o'er the water's face,

Bearing the lamp of grace,

And, in earth's darkest place,

"Let there be light!"

John Marriott, 1813.

166 Balerma. C.M.

(363) Breathing after the Holy Spirit.

Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove!

With all thy quickening powers,--

Kindle a flame of sacred love,

In these cold hearts of ours.

2 Look--how we grovel here below,

Fond of these trifling toys!

Our souls, how heavily they go,

To reach eternal joys.

3 In vain we tune our formal songs,

In vain we strive to rise;

Hosannas languish on our tongues,

And our devotion dies.

4 Dear Lord! and shall we ever live,

At this poor dying rate?

Our love so faint, so cold to thee,

And thine to us so great?

5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove

With all thy quickening powers;

Come, shed abroad a Savior's love,

And that shall kindle ours.

Isaac Watts, 1707.

167 Balerma. C.M.

(364) The Source of Life and Light.

Great Spirit! by whose mighty power

All creatures live and move,

On us thy benediction shower;

Inspire our souls with love.

2 Hail, Source of light! arise and shine;

Darkness and doubt dispel;

Give peace and joy, for we are thine;

In us forever dwell.

3 From death to life our spirits raise;

Complete redemption bring;

New tongues impart to speak the praise

Of Christ, our God and King.

4 Thine inward witness bear, unknown

To all the world beside;

Exalting, then, we feel, and own

Our Jesus glorified.

Thomas Howels, 1792.

168 Arlington. C.M.

(369) The Descent of the Spirit.

Spirit Divine! attend our prayers,

And make this house thy home;

Descend with all thy gracious powers,

Oh, come, great Spirit! come.

2 Come as the light; to us reveal

Our emptiness and woe;

And lead us in those paths of life

Where all the righteous go.

3 Come as the fire; and purge our hearts,

Like sacrificial flame;

Let our whole soul an offering be

To our Redeemer's name.

4 Come as the dove; and spread thy wings,

The wings of peaceful love;

And let thy church on earth become

Blessed as the church above.

5 Come as the wind; with rushing sound

And pentecostal grace;

That all, of woman born, may see

The glory of thy face.

Andrew Reed, 1841.

169 Arlington. C.M.

Assurance.

Why should the children of a King

Go mourning all their days?

Great Comforter, descend, and bring

Some tokens of thy grace.

2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints,

And seal the heirs of heaven?

When wilt thou banish my complaints,

And show my sins forgiven?

3 Assure my conscience of her part

In the Redeemer's blood;

And bear thy witness with my heart,

That I am born of God.

4 Thou art the earnest of his love,

The pledge of joys to come;

And thy soft wings, celestial Dove,

Will safe convey me home.

Isaac Watts, 1709.

170 Arlington. C.M.

(366) The Spirit's Work.

Eternal Spirit! by whose power

Are burst the bands of death,

On our cold hearts thy blessings shower,

And stir them with thy breath.

2 'Tis thine to point the heavenly way,

Each rising fear control,

And, with a warm, enlivening ray,

To melt the icy soul.

3 'Tis thine to cheer us when distressed,

To raise us when we fall;

To calm the doubting, troubled breast,

And aid when sinners call.

4 'Tis thine to bring God's sacred word,

And write it on our heart;

There its reviving truths record,

And there its peace impart.

5 Almighty Spirit! visit thus

Our hearts, and guide our ways;

Pour down thy quickening grace on us,

And tune our lips to praise.

Wm. Riley Bathurst, 1830.

171 Holy Spirit, Faithful Guide. 7s. D.

The Guide.

Holy Spirit, faithful Guide,

Ever near the Christian's side;

Gently lead us by the hand,

Pilgrims in a desert land;

Weary souls fore'er rejoice,

While they hear that sweetest voice

Whisper softly, wanderer come!

Follow me, I'll guide thee home.

2 Ever present, truest Friend,

Ever near thine aid to lend,

Leave us not to doubt and fear,

Groping on in darkness drear,

When the storms are raging sore,

Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er

Whisper softly, wanderer come!

Follow me, I'll guide thee home.

3 When our days of toil shall cease,

Waiting still for sweet release,

Nothing left but heaven and prayer,

Wondering if our names were there;

Wading deep the dismal flood,

Pleading nought but Jesus' blood,

Whisper softly, wanderer come!

Follow me, I'll guide thee home.

M.M. Wells.

172 Pleyel. 7s.

(383) The Holy Spirit in Conversion.

Gracious Spirit, love divine,

Let thy light within me shine;

All my guilty fears remove,

Fill me full of heaven and love.

2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me,

Set the burdened sinner free;

Lead me to the Lamb of God,

Wash me in his precious blood.

3 Life and peace to me impart!

Seal salvation on my heart;

Breathe thyself into my breast,

Earnest of immortal rest.

4 Let me never from thee stray,

Keep me in the narrow way;

Fill my soul with joy divine,

Keep me, Lord, forever thine.

John Stocker, 1776.

173 Zephyr. L.M.

(375) The Descent of the Spirit.

Spirit of pow'r, and truth, and love,

Who sitt'st enthroned in light above!

Descend, and bear us on thy wings,

Far from these low and fleeting things.

2 'Tis thine the wounded soul to heal,

'Tis thine to make the hardened feel;

Thine to give light to blinded eyes,

And bid the groveling spirit rise.

3 When faith is weak, and courage fails,

When grief or doubt our soul assails,

Who can, like thee, our spirits cheer?

Great Comforter! be ever near.

4 Come, Holy Spirit! like the fire;

With burning zeal our souls inspire;

Come, like the south-wind, breathing balm,

Our joys refresh, our passions calm.

5 Come, like the sun's enlightening beam;

Come like the cooling, cleansing stream;

With all thy graces present be:--

Spirit of God! we wait for thee.

William Lindsay Alexander, 1867.

174 Whitefield. S.M.

(378) The Spirit's Sanctifying Influence.

Come, Holy Spirit, come;

Let thy bright beams arise,

Dispel the sorrow from our minds,

The darkness from our eyes.

2 Revive our drooping faith,

Our doubts and fears remove,

And kindle in our breasts the flame

Of never dying love.

3 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart,

To sanctify the soul,

To pour fresh life in ev'ry part,

And new create the whole.

4 Dwell, Spirit, in our hearts;

Our minds from bondage free.

Then shall we know, and praise, and love,

The Father, Son, and thee.