Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
by Isaac Watts·1814·Meter 8.6.8.6 (CM)
Based on Ps 44:25,26
1
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With thy all-quickening powers;
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
2
Look how we grovel here below,
Fond of these trifling toys;
Our souls can neither fly nor go,
To reach eternal joys.
3
In vain we tune our formal songs,
In vain we strive to rise;
Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.
4
Dear Lord, and shall we ever live
At this poor dying rate?
Our love so faint, so cold to thee,
And thine to us so great?
5
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With thy all-quickening powers;
Come shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.