O Holy Ghost, thy people bless
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O Holy Ghost, thy people bless Who long to feel thy might, And fain would grow in holiness As children of the light. To thee we bring, who art the Lord, Our selves to be thy throne; Let every thought and deed and word Thy pure dominion own. Life-givng Spirit, o'er us move, As on the formless deep; Give life and order, light and love, Where now is death or sleep. Great gift of our ascended King, His saving truth reveal; Our tongues inspire his praise to sing, Our hearts his love to feel. True wind of heaven, from south or north, For joy or chastening, blow; The garden-spices shall spring forth If thou wilt bid them flow. O Holy Ghost, of sevenfold might, All graces come from thee; Grant us to know and serve aright One God in Persons three. |
O Paraclete, faveas, vigensque concute; fac augeatur sanctitas, ut ortis lumine. Offerimus nos, Domine, ut intra sedeas et mentem dicta factaque libentium regas. Incumbe nobis, Spiritus, ut pristinis aquis; da lucem dormientibus vitamque mortuis. Monstretur Rex, qui te dedit, veri pollicitor; fac eius laus in ore sit tangatque nos amor. Fles, aura caeles, unde vis: fove vel puriga; amoena, si tu iusseris, manabunt balsama Septemplex, omnes, Spiritus, effundis gratias: da cognitus regat Deus nos una Trinitas. |