Classic Poem

Creator Spirit, make Thy throne
The hearts which Thou hast seal'd Thine own;
With grace celestial fill and warm
The bosoms Thou hast deign'd to form.

To Thee, Great Comforter, we cry,
O highest gift of God most High.
O fount of life, O fire, O love,
Baptize, anoint us from above.

Us with Thy sevenfold gifts endow,
Of God's right Hand the Finger Thou;
And from His pledged munificence
Enrich our lips with utterance.

Enflame, enlighten all our powers;
Breathe love into these hearts of ours;
Our body, strengthless for the fight,
Strengthen with Thy perpetual might.

Keep far aloof our ghostly foe,
And ever-during peace bestow:
With Thee our Guardian, Thee our Guide,
No evil can our steps betide.

With heavenly joys our service crown;
On earth pour heavenly graces down;
From chains of strife Thy saints release,
And knit them in the bonds of peace.

Vouchsafe us in Thy light to see
The Father and the Son and Thee,
Our God from all the ages past,
Our God while endless ages last.

Be glory to the Father, Son,
And blessed Comforter, in One.
Grant we may through the Christ inherit
Thy grace and glory, Holy Spirit. Amen .