(C.M.S. 272)
No.
130
Tonic Sol-fa

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

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

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

4. Where Thou art not, man hath nought
Every holy deed and thought
Come from Thy Divinity.

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

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

7. Here Thy grace and virtue send,
Great salvation to the end
And in heaven felicity.

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