1 Eternal spirit, source of light,
Enlivening, consecrating fire,
Descend and with celestial heat
Our dull, our frozen hearts inspire:
Our souls refine, our dross consume!
Come, condescending spirit come!
2 In our cold breasts, O strike a spark
Of the pure flame, which seraphs feel,
Nor let us wander in the dark,
Or lie benumb'd and stupid still:
Come, vivifying spirit, come,
And make our hearts thy constant home!
3 Whatever guilt and madness dare,
We would not quench the heavenly fire;
Our hearts as fuel we prepare,
Tho' in the flame we should expire:
Our breasts expand to make thee room:
Come, purifying spirit, come!
4 Let pure devotion's fervors rise;
Let every pious passion glow:
O let the raptures of the skies
Kindle in our cold hearts below!
Come, condescending spirit, come,
And make our souls thy constant home!
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First Line: | Eternal spirit, source of light |
Title: | The influences of the spirit desired |
Author: | President Davies |
Meter: | As the old 112th. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Topic: | The Influences and Graces of the Spirit; Fervency of Devotion desired; Influences of the Spirit(2 more...) |