"Come, Holy Ghost, in Love" Translated by Ray Palmer, 1808-1887 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.169-170 1. Come, Holy Ghost, in love Shed on us from above Thine own bright ray. Divinely good Thou art; Thy sacred gifts impart To gladden each sad heart. Oh, come today! 2. Come, tenderest Friend and best, Our most delightful Guest, With soothing power. Rest which the weary know, Shade mid the noontide glow, Peace when deep griefs o'erflow, Cheer us this hour. 3. Come, Light serene and still, Our inmost bosoms fill, Dwell in each breast. We know no dawn but Thine; Send forth Thy beams divine On our dark souls to shine And make us blest. 4. Exalt our low desires, Extinguish passion's fires, Heal every wound. Our stubborn spirits bend, Our icy coldness end, Our devious steps attend While heavenward bound. 5. Come, all the faithful bless; Let all who Christ confess His praise employ. Give virtue's rich reward, Victorious death accord And, with our glorious Lord, Eternal joy. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #227 Text: Exek. 36:26 Author: Latin author unknown, c. 1200 Translated by: Ray Palmer, 1858 Titled: "Veni, Sancte Spiritus" Composer: Felice de Giardini, 1769 Tune: "Italian hymn" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freel "Come, Holy Ghost, in Love" Translated by Ray Palmer, 1808-1887 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.169-170 1. Come, Holy Ghost, in love Shed on us from above Thine own bright ray. Divinely good Thou art; Thy sacred gifts impart To gladden each sad heart. Oh, come today! 2. Come, tenderest Friend and best, Our most delightful Guest, With soothing power. Rest which the weary know, Shade mid the noontide glow, Peace when deep griefs o'erflow, Cheer us this hour. 3. Come, Light serene and still, Our inmost bosoms fill, Dwell in each breast. We know no dawn but Thine; Send forth Thy beams divine On our dark souls to shine And make us blest. 4. Exalt our low desires, Extinguish passion's fires, Heal every wound. Our stubborn spirits bend, Our icy coldness end, Our devious steps attend While heavenward bound. 5. Come, all the faithful bless; Let all who Christ confess His praise employ. Give virtue's rich reward, Victorious death accord And, with our glorious Lord, Eternal joy. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #227 Text: Exek. 36:26 Author: Latin author unknown, c. 1200 Translated by: Ray Palmer, 1858 Titled: "Veni, Sancte Spiritus" Composer: Felice de Giardini, 1769 Tune: "Italian hymn" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________