Holy Ghost, My Comforter

Holy Ghost! my Com­fort­er!

Now from high­est Heav­en ap­pear

Shed Thy gra­cious ra­di­ance here.

Come to them who suf­fer dearth

With Thy gifts of price­less worth

Lighten all who dwell on earth!

Thou the heart’s most pre­cious guest

Thou of com­fort­ers the best

Give to us

o’er­la­den

rest.

Come

in Thee our toil is sweet

Shelter from the noon-day heat

From whom sor­row fli­eth fleet.

Blessèd Sun of grace! O’er all

Faithful hearts who on Thee call

Let Thy light and so­lace fall.

What with­out Thy aid is wrought

Skillful deed or wis­est thought

God will count but vain and naught.

Cleanse us

Lord

from sin­ful stain

On the parch­èd heart oh rain

Heal the wound­ed of its pain.

Bend the stub­born will to Thine

Melt the cold with fire di­vine

Erring hearts aright in­cline.

Grant us

Lord

who cry to Thee

Steadfast in the faith to be

Give Thy gifts of char­ity.

May we live in ho­li­ness

And in death find hap­pi­ness

And abide with Thee in bliss!