Come, Holy Spirit, Creator blest, and in our hearts take up Thy rest; come with Thy grace and heavenly aid to fill the hearts which Thou hast made. O Comforter, to Thee we cry, Thou heavenly gift of God most high, Thou Fount of life and Fire of love, and sweet anointing from above. Thou in Thy sevenfold gifts art known; Thou, finger of God's hand we own; Thou, promise of the Father, Thou who dost the tongue with power endow. Kindle our senses from above, and make our hearts o'erflow with love; with patience firm and virtue high the weakness of our flesh supply. Far from us drive the foe we dread, and grant us Thy peace instead; so shall we not, with Thee for guide, turn from the path of life aside. Oh, may Thy grace on us bestow the Father and the Son to know, and Thee through endless times confessed, of both the eternal Spirit blest. All glory while the ages run be to the Father and the Son who rose from death; the same to Thee, O Holy Ghost, eternally. Amen.