Come, Thou everlasting Spirit,
Bring to every thankful mind
All the Saviour's dying merit,
All His sufferings for mankind:
True Recorder of His passion,
Now the living faith impart;
Now reveal His great salvation
Unto every faithful heart.
Come, Thou witness of His dying;
Come, Remembrancer Divine;
Let us feel Thy power applying
Christ to every soul, and mine;
Let us groan Thine inward groaning;
Look on Him we pierced, and grieve;
All partake the grace atoning —
All the sprinkled blood receive.
Yes, in me, in me He dwelleth;
I in Him, and He in me!
And my empty soul He filleth,
Here and through eternity.
Thus I wait for His returning,
Singing ail the way to heaven;
Such the joyous song of morning,
Such the banquet song of even.