Full Lyrics
VERSE 1
Come down, O love divine, seek Thou this soul of mine,
And visit it with Thine own ardor glowing.
O Comforter, draw near, within my heart appear,
And kindle it, Thy holy flame bestowing.
VERSE 2
O let it freely burn, til earthly passions turn
To dust and ashes in its heat consuming;
And let Thy glorious light shine ever on my sight,
And clothe me round, the while my path illuming.
VERSE 3
Let holy charity mine outward vesture be,
And lowliness become mine inner clothing;
True lowliness of heart, which takes the humbler part,
And o'er its own shortcomings weeps with loathing.
VERSE 4
And so the yearning strong, with which the soul will long,
Shall far outpass the pow'r of human telling;
For none can guess its grace, till he become the place
Wherein the Holy Spirit makes His dwelling.
