Come, Thou Holy Paraclete,

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    CGS No.: 
    413

    Verse 1
    Come, Thou Holy Paraclete,
    And from Thy celestial seat
    Send Thy light and brilliancy.

    Verse 2
    Father of the poor, draw near;
    Giver of all gifts, be here;
    Come, the soul's true radiancy.

    Verse 3
    Come, of Comforters the best,
    Of the soul the sweetest Guest,
    Come in toil refreshingly.

    Verse 4
    Thou in labour rest most sweet,
    Thou art shadow from the heat,
    Comfort in adversity.

    Verse 5
    O Thou light, most pure and blest
    Shine within the inmost breast
    Of Thy faithful company.

    Verse 6
    Where Thou art not, man hath nought;
    Every holy deed and thought
    Comes from Thy Divinity.

    Verse 7
    What is soiled, make Thou pure;
    What is wounded, work its cure;
    What is parched, fructify.

    Verse 8
    Cold and hard hearts quicken Thou,
    Stubborn necks to Jesus bow,
    Draw the wanderer tenderly.

    Verse 9
    Fill Thy faithful, who confide
    In Thy power to guard and guide,
    With Thy Sevenfold Mystery.

    Verse 10
    Here Thy grace and virtue send;
    Grant Salvation to the end,
    And in Heaven felicity.