1 Hail this joyful day's return,
Hail the Pentecostal morn,
Morn when our ascended Head
On His Church His Spirit shed.
Like to cloven tongues of flame
On the twelve the Spirit came;
Tongues, that earth may hear the call;
Fire, that love may burn in all.
2 Hear the speech before unknown;
Trembling crowds the wonder own:
What though hardened some abide,
And the holy work deride?
Lord, to Thee Thy people bend,
Unto us Thy Spirit send:
Blessings of this sacred day
Grant us, dearest Lord, we pray.
3 Thou who didst our fathers guide,
With their children still abide;
Grant us pardon, grant us peace,
Till our earthly wanderings cease.
To the Father praises sing,
Praise to Christ, our risen King,
Praise to Thee, the Lord of love,
Blessed Spirit, Holy Dove.
Source: Hymns and Songs of Praise for Public and Social Worship #371