Text: | Invocation |
Author: | Rev. Benjamin Beddome |
1 Come, Holy Spirit, come,
With energy divine,
And on this poor benighted soul,
With beams of mercy shine.
2 From the celestial hills,
Light, life and joy dispense;
And may I daily, hourly feel
Thy quickening influence.
3 O melt this frozen heart,
This stubborn will subdue;
Each evil passion overcome,
And form me all anew.
4 The profit will be mine,
But thine shall be the praise;
Cheerful to Thee will I devote
The remnant of my days.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Come, Holy Spirit, come |
Title: | Invocation |
Author: | Rev. Benjamin Beddome |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1895 |