1 Come, O come, Thou quick'ning Spirit,
Thou for ever art divine;
Let Thy power never fail me,
Always fill this heart of mine;
Then shall grace, and truth and light
Dissipate the gloom of night.

2 Grant my mind and my affections
Wisdom, counsel, purity,
That I may be ever seeking
Naught but that which pleases Thee;
Let Thy knowledge spread and grow,
Working error's overthrow.

3 Holy Spirit, strong and mighty,
Thou who makest all things new,
Make Thy work within me perfect,
Help me by Thy word so true;
Arm me with that sword of Thine,
And the vict'ry shall be mine.

4 In the faith, O make me steadfast;
Let not Satan, death, or shame
Of my confidence deprive me;
Lord, my refuge is Thy name:
When the flesh inclines to ill,
Let Thy word prove stronger still.