Come Holy Spirit
Come, Holy Spirit, like a dove descending,
Rest Thou upon us while we meet to pray;
Show us the Savior, all His love revealing,
Lead us to Him, the Life, the Truth, the Way.
Come, Holy Spirit, every cloud dispelling,
Fill us with gladness, through the Master’s name;
Bring to our memory words that He hath spoken,
Then shall our tongues His wondrous grace proclaim.
Come, Holy Spirit, sent from God the Father—
Thou friend and teacher, comforter and guide—
Our thoughts directing, keep us close to Jesus,
And in our hearts forevermore abide.
Words: Fanny Crosby