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- Come, Holy Spirit, Creator, come,
From your bright heavenly throne;
Come, take possession of our souls,
And make them all your own.
- You who are called the Paraclete,
Best gift of God above;
The living spring, the living fire,
Sweet unction and true love.
- You who are sevenfold in your grace,
Finger of God’s right hand,
His promise, teaching little ones
To speak and understand.
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- Oh! guide our minds with your blest light,
With love our hearts inflame
And with your strength, which ne’er decays,
Confirm our mortal frame.
- Far from us drive our hellish foe,
True peace unto us bring;
And through all perils lead us safe
Beneath your sacred wing.
- Through you may we the Father know,
Through you, the eternal Son,
And you, the Spirit of them both
Thrice- blessed three in one.
- All glory to the Father be,
And to his risen Son,
The like to you, great Paraclete,
While endless ages run. Amen.
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