Come as the Light! to us reveal
Our emptiness and woe.

Come as the Fire! and purge our hearts
Like sacrificial flame.

Come as the Dew! and sweetly bless
This consecrated hour.

Come as the Dove! and spread thy wings.
The wings of peaceful love.

Come as the Wind! with rushing sound And Pentecostal grace.

Andrew Reed.

Though on our heads no tongues of fire
Their wondrous powers impart,
Grant, Saviour, what we most desire,--
Thy Spirit in our heart.

Thomas Haweis.

Heavenly Guide from paths of error,
Comforter of minds distressed,
When the billows fill with terror,
Pointing to an ark of rest;
Promised pledge, eternal Spirit,
Greater than all gifts below,
May our hearts thy grace inherit;
May our lips thy glories show!
Thomas J. Judkin.

Come, Holy Spirit, now descend!
Most blessed gift which God can send;
Thou Fire of love, and Fount of life!
Consume our sins, and calm our strife.
Gregory the Great.

Come Holy Spirit! still my heart

With gentleness divine;

Indwelling peace thou canst impart;

O make that blessing mine!

Author Unknown.

O that it now from heaven might fall,
And all my sins consume!

Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call;
Spirit of burning, come!

Refining fire, go through my heart;
Illuminate my soul;

Scatter thy life through every part,

And sanctify the whole.

Charles Wesley.

Our Praise and Worship

Jesus calls us o'er the tumult
Of our life's wild, restless sea;
Day by day his sweet voice soundeth,
Saying, Christian, follow me!
Jesus calls us from the worship

Of the vain world's golden store;
From each idol that would keep us,
Saying, Christian, love me more!

Cecil F. Alexander.

Alone with thee, amid the mystic shadows,
The solemn hush of nature newly born;
Alone with thee in breathless adoration,
In the calm dew and freshness of the morn.
Harriet B. Stowe.

Come, thou almighty King,
Help us thy name to sing,

Help us to praise :

Father all-glorious,

O'er all victorious,

Come, and reign over us,

Ancient of days!

Charles Wesley.

As pants the hart for cooling streams,
When heated in the chase,

So longs my soul, O God, for thee,
And thy refreshing grace.

Tate and Brady.