|COME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire;
Let us Thine influence prove,
Source of the old prophetic fire,
Fountain of light and love.
|2||Come, Holy Ghost, for moved by Thee
The prophets wrote and spoke;
Unlock the Truth, Thyself the key,
Unseal the sacred book.
|3||Expand Thy wings, celestial Dove,
Brood o’er our nature’s night;
On our disordered spirits move,
And let there now be light.
|4||God, through Himself, we then shall know
If Thou within us shine,
And sound, with all Thy saints below,
The depths of love divine.
|Charles Wesley, 1707-88|