Text: | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove |
Author: | Watts |
1 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
2 See how we grovel here below,
Fond of these earthly toys;
Our souls, how heavily they go
To reach eternal joys.
3 Dear Lord, and shall we always live
At this poor dying rate?
Our love so cold, so faint to Thee,
And Thine to us so great?
4 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour’s love,
And that shall kindle ours.
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First Line: | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove |
Author: | Watts |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1884 |
Topic: | Whitsuntide |