e (1740-1816)

Marcato

1.
Holy Spirit, Lord of Light,
From the clear celestial height,
Thy pure beaming radiance give.
Come, Thou Father of the poor,
Come with treasures which endure;
Come Thou light of all that live.

2.
Thou, of all consolers best,
Thou, the soul's delightsome guest,
Dost refreshing peace bestow;
Thou in toil art comfort sweet;
Pleasant coolness in the heat;
Solace in the midst of woe.

3.
Light immortal, Light divine,
Visit thou these hearts of Thine,
And our inmost being fill;
If Thou take Thy grace away,
Nothing pure in man will stay;
All his good is turned to ill.

4.
Thou, on those who evermore
Thee confess and Thee adore,
In thy sev'nfold gifts descend;
Give them comfort when they die;
Give them life with Thee on high;
Give them joys that never end.

Copyright 1920 by N. A. M.
Page 52

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No. 35

PENTECOST

Come Holy Ghost, Creator Come
Veni Creator Spiritus

Translated by Dryden
W. A. Mozart
Arr. from the figured bass by N. A. M.
Melody "O Gottes Lamm" Koch. Verz. No. 343

Moderato

1.
Come, Holy Ghost, Creator come
From Thy bright heav'nly throne,
Come, take possession of our souls,
And make them all Thy own.
Thou Who art called the Paraclete,
Best gift of God above,
The living spring, the living fire,
Sweet unction and true love.

2.
Thou who are sev'nfold in Thy grace,
Finger of God's right hand;
His promise teaching little ones
To speak and understand.
O, guide our minds with Thy bless'd light
With love our hearts inflame;
And with Thy strength, which ne'er decays,
Confirm our mortal frame.

3.
Through Thee may we the Father know,
Thro' Thee th'Eternal Son,
And Thee, the Spirit of the both,
Thrice blessed Three in One.
All Glory to the Father be,
With His coequal Son;
The same to Thee, great Paraclete,
While endless ages run.

Copyright 1920 by N. A. M.
Page 53-54

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No. 36

PENTECOST

O Come, Creator Spirit! Come
Veni Creator Spiritus

Translated by Father Faber
K. Kurpinski

Lento

1.
O come Creator Spirit come,
Vouchsafe to make our minds Thy home
And with Thy heav'nly grace fulfil
The hearts Thou madest at Thy will.

2.
Thou that are named the Paraclete,
The Gift of God, His Spirit sweet;
The living Fountain, Fire, and Love,
And gracious Unction from above.

3.
The sev'nfold grace Thou dost expand,
O Finger of the Father's Hand;
True promise of the Father, rich
In gifts of tongue