Come, Holy Spirit

1Come,
Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours.

2O raise our thoughts from things below,
From vanities and toys!
Then shall we with fresh courage go To reach eternal joys.

3Awake our souls to joyful songs;
Let pure devotions rise;
Till praise employs our thankful tongues,
And doubt forever dies.

4Father, we would no longer live At this poor, dying rate;
To Thee our thankful love we give,
For Thine to us is great.

5Come,
Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.