VENI CREATOR SPIRITUS,

Paraphrafed.

REATOR fpirit, by whofe aid

were

The world's foundations first were laid,

Come vifit ev'ry pious mind;

Come pour thy joys on human kind;

From fin and forrow fet us free,

And make thy temples worthy thee,
O fource of uncreated light,
The father's promised Paraclete!
Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire,
Our hearts with heavenly love infpire;
Come, and thy facred unction bring
To fanctify us, while we fing,

Plenteous of grace, defcend from high,

Rich in thy fev'nfold energy!

Thou ftrength of his Almighty hand,

Whose pow'r does heav'n and earth command.

Proceeding fpirit, our defence,

Who do'ft the gifts of tongues difpenfe,
And crown'ft thy gift with eloquence !
Refine and purge our earthly parts;
But, oh, inflame and fire our hearts!
Our frailties help, our vice controul,
Submit the fenfes to the foul ¿

And when rebellious they are grown,

Then lay thy hand, and hold 'em down.

Chace from our minds th' infernal foe,
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow ;
And left our feet should step aftray,
Protect and guide us in the way.
Make us eternal truths receive,

And practise all that we believe:
Give us thyself, that we may fee
The Father, and the Son, by thee.
Immortal honour, endless fame,
Attend th' Almighty Father's name :
The Saviour Son be glorify'd,
Who for lost man's redemption dy'd :
And equal adoration be,

Eternal Paraclete, to thee.

END of VOL. I.

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