Come Holy Spirit, Dove Divine (Hickok)

Come

Ho­ly Spir­it

Dove di­vine

Display Thy glo­ri­ous grace;

Unfold the truth

that it may shine

And show the Sav­ior’s face.

Dark er­ror’s cloud from us re­move

Which in­ter­cepts the light;

And give us wis­dom still to prove

God’s way alone is right.

Touch our dull ears with heal­ing pow­er

That we the Lord may hear

And in this glad

this ho­ly hour

May yield Him per­fect fear.

Within us let His im­age grow

His will our wills con­trol

Nor oth­er mas­ter let us know

Of life

or heart

or soul.

Make Thou the path of du­ty plain

Nor from it let us stray;

And more may we Christ’s Spir­it gain

In serv­ice

day by day;

That we our mis­sion may ful­fill

Our faith­ful wit­ness give

And seek­ing ev­er but His will

May to His glo­ry live.

Come

Ho­ly Spir­it

come

O come!

Perform Thy work of grace;

Make our poor hearts Thine hon­ored home

Thy chosen dwell­ing place.

And kin­dle there love’s heav­en­ly fire

A pu­ri­fy­ing flame

Consuming ev­ery wrong de­sire

And purg­ing sin’s deep shame.