|Music:||John B. Dykes|
Words: Isaac Watts Music: "St. Agnes" by John B. Dykes Altenate tune: "Grafenberg" by Johann Cruger Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quick'ning powers; Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys; Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. Dear Lord! and shall we ever live At this poor dying rate? Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, And Thine to us so great! Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quick'ning powers; Come, shed abroad the Savior's love And that shall kindle ours.
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