1 Come, descend, O heav'nly Spirit,
Fan, each spark into a flame;
Blessings let us now inherit,
Blessings that we cannot name:
Whilst Hosannas we are singing,
May our hearts in rapture move,
Fell new grace in them still springing,
Breathe the air of purest love.
2 Let us fail in grace's ocean
Float on that unbounded sea,
Guided into pure devotion,
Kept from paths of error free:
On thy heav'nly manna feeding,
Skreen'd from ev'ry envious foe;
Love, O love for sinners bleeding
All for thee we would forego.
3 Keep us, Lord, still in communion,
Daily nearer drawn to thee;
Sinking in the sweetest union
Of that heart-felt mystery:
Keep us safe from each delusion,
Well protected from all harm;
Free from sin and all confusion,
Circle us within thine arms.
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First Line: | Come, descend, O heav'nly Spirit |
Meter: | Eight and Seven |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
Source: | The Coll. |
Notes: | Public Domain. |