=100) Come to our poor nature's night With Thy bless-ed

da- tions first were laid, Come, vis it ev

2 Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire,
Our hearts with heavenly love inspire;
Come, and Thy sacred unction bring
To sanctify us while we sing.

3 0 Source of uncreated light,

The Father's promised Paraclete!
From sin and sorrow set us free,
And make us temples worthy Thee.

4 Our frailties help, our wills control,
Subdue the senses to the soul;
And when rebellious they are grown,
Then lay Thy hand and hold them down.

5 Chase from our mind the infernal foe,
And peace, the fruit of love bestow;
And lest our feet should step astray,
Protect and guide us on our way.

6 Make us eternal truth receive,
And practise all that we believe;
Give us Thyself, that we may see
The Father and the Son by Thee. Amen.

Old Latin Hymn. Tr. Anonymous

(J=76) Come, Ho-ly Ghost, our souls in - spire, And light-en with ce - les - tial fire:

Thou, the anoint-ing Spirit art, Who dost Thy seven-fold gifts im-part.

(84) Our blest Re-deem - er, ere He breathed His ten-der, last fare-well,

(86) Spirit di -vine, attend our pray'rs, And make this house Thy home;

De-scend with all Thy gra-cious pow'rs, Oh, come,great Spir - it, come! A-men.