A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-319 |
| Words | 398 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
3 And shall we then for ever live
At this poor dying rate ?
Our love so faint, so cold to Thee,
And thine to us so great !
4 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all thy quick'ning powers ;
Come, shed abroad the Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.
HYMN 653. l. m.
The Day of Pentecost.
1 /^OME, Holy Spirit, raise our songs,
^-^ To reach the wonders of the day,
When with thy fiery cloven tongues
Thou didst those glorious scenes display
k2 O 'twas a most auspicious hour,
Season of grace and sweet delight,
When thou didst come with mighty power,
And light of truth divinely bright.
3 By this the blest disciples knew
Their risen Head had enter'd heaven ;
Had now obtain'd the promise due,
Fully by God the Father given.
4 Lord, we believe to us and ours
The apostolic promise given ;
We wait the Pentecostal powers,
The Holy Ghost sent down from heaven.
5 Ah ! leave us not to mourn below.
Or long for thy return to pine ;
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The Holy Spirit. 597
Now, Lord, the Comforter bestow,
And fix in us the Guest divine.
6 Assembled here with one accord,
Calmly we wait the promised grace,
The purchase of our dying Lord :
Come, Holy Ghost, and fill the place.
7 If every one that asks may find,
If still thou dost on sinners fall,
Come as a mighty rushing wind ;
Great grace be now upon us all.
8 Behold, to thee our souls aspire,
And languish thy descent to meet ■
Kindle in each the living fire,
And fix in every heart thy seat.
Veni, Creator.
1 /CREATOR, Spirit, by whose aid
^^ The world's foundations first were laid,
Come visit every waiting mind,
Come pour thy joys on human kind ;
From sin and sorrow set us free,
And make thy temples worthy thee.
2 O source of uncreated heat,
The Father's promised Paraclete !
Thrice holy Fount, immortal Fire,
Our hearts with heavenly love inspire :
Come, and thy sacred unction bring,
To sanctify us while we sing.
3 Plenteous of grace, descend from high,
Rich in thy sevenfold energy !
Thou strength of His almighty hand,
Whose power does heaven and earth command,
OJo Hymns on
Refine and purge our earthly parts,
And stamp thine image on our hearts.