1. Come, God Cre- a- tor, Ho- ly Ghost, And vis- it Thou these souls of men; Fill them with gra- ces, as Thou dost, Thy crea- tures make pure a- gain.

2. For Com- fort- er Thy name we call. Sweet gift of God most high a- bove, A ho- ly unc- tion to us all O Fount of life, Fire of love.

3. Our minds il- lu- mine and re- fresh, Deep in our hearts let love burn bright; Thou know'st the weak- ness of our flesh; And strength- en us with Thy might.

4. Thou with Thy won- drous sev'n- fold gifts The fin- ger art of God's right hand; The Fa- ther's Word Thou send- est swift On tongues of fire to each land.

5. Drive far from us our wi- ly foe; Grant us Thy bless- �d peace with- in, That in Thy foot- steps we may go, And shun the dark ways of sin.