Come Down, O Love Divine

Verse 1

Come down, O Love divine,
Seek Thou this soul of mine,
And visit it with Thine own ardor glowing; O Comforter, draw near, Within my heart appear, And kindle it, Thy holy flame bestowing.

Verse 1

Come down, O Love divine,
Seek Thou this soul of mine,
And visit it with Thine own ardor glowing;

Verse 2

O let it freely burn,
Till earthly passions turn
To dust and ashes in its heat consuming; And let Thy glorious light Shine ever on my sight, And clothe me round, the while my path illuming.

Verse 2

O let it freely burn,
Till earthly passions turn
To dust and ashes in its heat consuming;

Verse 3

Let holy charity
Mine outward vesture be,
And lowliness become mine inner clothing; True lowliness of heart, Which takes the humbler part, And o'er its own shortcomings weeps with loathing.

Verse 3

Let holy charity
Mine outward vesture be,
And lowliness become mine inner clothing;

Verse 4

And so the yearning strong,
With which the soul will long,
Shall far outpass the power of human telling; For none can guess its grace, Till he become the place Wherein the Holy Spirit makes His dwelling.

Verse 4

And so the yearning strong,
With which the soul will long,
Shall far outpass the power of human telling;