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VENI SANCTE SPIRITUS.
OME, Holy Spirit! from the height, - Of heaven send down Thy blessed light !
Come, Father of the friendless poor ! Giver of gifts, and Light of hearts, Come with that unction which imparts
Such consolations as endure.
Where Thou art, Lord ! there is no ill,
O let that light upon us rise,
Our barren spirits fertilize.
Bend with Thy fires our stubborn will,
Virtue's reward, and final grace,
Spirit of Love! for these we pray.
Come, Holy Spirit! bid us live;
Joys that through endless ages flow :
THEY talked of Jesus as they went ;
1 And Jesus, all unknown, Did at their side himself present
With sweetness all his own.
His glory they discerned ;
Their hearts within them burned.
He would have left them, but that they
With prayers his love affailed : “Depart not yet ! a little stay !”
They pressed Him, and prevailed.
And Jesus was revealed, as there
He blessed and brake the bread :
The matchless Guest had fled.
And thus at times, as Christians talk
Of Jesus and his word,
And makes, unseen, a third.
Their holy theme how clear!
If Jesus be but near!
And they that woo his visits sweet,
And will not let Him go,
His soul-felt presence know :
And fill with joy their faith,
The memory of his death.
EAR Friend, whose presence in the house,
Whose gracious word benign, Could once at Cana's wedding feast
Turn water into wine, —
Come visit us, and when dull work
Grows weary, line on line, Revive our souls, and make us see
Life’s water glow as wine.
The social talk, the evening fire,
The homely household shrine, Shall glow with angels' visits when
The Lord pours out the wine !
For when self-seeking turns to love,
Which knows not mine and thine,
Rev. Jas. F. Clarke. 1856. LOVE.
GLORY TO GOD ALONE.
n LOVED! but not enough, though dearer far
Than self and its most loved enjoyments are ; None duly loves Thee, but who, nobly free From sensual objects, finds his all in Thee.
Confess Him righteous in his just decrees,
Madame Guyon. 1648 – 1717.