Come, Holy Ghost, All-Quickening Fire

Come

Ho­ly Ghost

all-quick­en­ing fire

Come

and my hal­lowed heart in­spire

Sprinkled with the aton­ing blood:

Now to my soul Thy­self re­veal;

Thy migh­ty work­ing let me feel

And know that I am born of God.

Thy wit­ness to my spir­it bear

That God

my God

in­ha­bits there;

Thou

with the Fa­ther and the Son

Eternal Light’s co­ev­al beam

Be Christ in me

and I in Him

’Till per­fect we are made in One.

When wilt Thou my whole heart sub­due?

Come

Lord

and form my soul anew

Emptied of pride

and self

and hell:

Less than the least of all Thy store

Of mer­cies

I my­self ab­hor:

All

all my vile­ness may feel.

Humble

and teach­able

and mild

O may I

as a lit­tle child

My low­ly Mas­ter’s steps pur­sue;

Be an­ger to my soul un­known;

Hate

en­vy

jea­lou­sy

be gone!

In love cre­ate Thou all things new.

Let earth no more my heart di­vide

With Christ may I be cru­ci­fied

To Thee with my whole soul as­pire;

Dead to the world

and all its toys

Its idle pomp

and fad­ing joys

Be Thou alone my one de­sire.

Be Thou my joy

be Thou my dread

In bat­tle cov­er Thou my head

Nor earth

nor hell so shall I fear:

So shall I turn my stea­dy face;

Want

pain de­fy

en­joy dis­grace

Glory in dis­so­lu­tion near.

My will be swal­lowed up in Thee;

Light in Thy light still may I see

Beholding Thee with op­en face:

Called the full pow­er of faith to prove

Let all my hal­lowed heart be love

And all my sin­less life be praise.

Come

Ho­ly Ghost

all-quick­en­ing fire

Come

and my hal­lowed heart in­spire

Sprinkled with the aton­ing blood:

Now to my soul Thy­self re­veal;

Thy migh­ty work­ing let me feel

And know that I am born of God.