Come Holy Celestial Dove
Come, holy, celestial Dove!
And visit a sorrowful breast,
My burden of guilt to remove,
And bring me assurance and rest:
Thou only hast power to relieve
A sinner o’erwhelmed with his load,
The sense of acceptance to give,
And sprinkle his heart with the blood.
If, when I have put thee to grief,
And madly to folly returned,
Thy pity has been my relief,
And lifted me up as I mourned,
Most pitiful Spirit of grace
Relieve me again and restore;
My spirit in holiness raise,
To fall and to suffer no more.
If now I lament after God,
And pant for a taste of his love,
If Jesus hath bought thee with blood,
For me to receive from above,
Come, heavenly Comforter, come,
True witness of mercy divine!
And make me thy permanent home,
And seal me eternally thine.