Come, Holy Spirit, come! And from our celestial home shed a ray of light divine!
Come, Father of the poor! Come, source of all our store!
You, of comforters the best; You, the soul's most welcome guest; Sweet refreshment here below;
In our labor, rest most sweet; grateful coolness in the heat; Solace in the midst of woe.
Shine within these hearts of yours and our inmost being fill!
Heal our wounds, our strength renew; on our dryness pour your dew;...
Give them joys that never end. Amen, Alleluia.
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