1 Creator Spirit, heav'nly dove,
Descend upon us from above;
With graces manifold restore
Your creatures as they were before.

2 To you, the Comforter, we cry;
To you, the gift of God most high,
True fount of life, the fire of love,
The soul's anointing from above.

3 In you, with graces sevenfold,
We God's almighty hand behold;
While you with tongues of fire proclaim
To all the world his holy name.

4 Your light to ev'ry sense impart,
And shed your love in ev'ry heart;
Your own unfailing might supply
To strengthen our infirmity.

5 Keep far from us our cruel foe,
And peace from your own hand bestow;
Upheld by you, our strength and guide,
No evil can our steps betide.

6 Oh, make to us the Father known;
Teach us the eternal Son to own;
And you, whose name we ever bless,
Of both the Spirit, to confess.

7 Praise we the Father and the Son
And Holy Spirit, with them one;
And may the Son on us bestow
The gifts that from the Spirit flow.