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Veni,
Creator Spiritus,
Mentes tuorum visita,
Imple superna gratia,
Quae Tu creastif pectora.
Qui diceris Paraclitus,
Altissimi donum Dei,
Fons Vivus, Ignis, Caritas,
Et spiritalis unctio.
Tu septiformis
munere,
Digitus paternae dexterae,
Tu rite promissum Patris
Sermone ditans guttura.
Accende lumen sensibus,
Infunde amorem cordibus;
Infirma nostri corporis,
Virtute firmans perpeti.
Hostem repellas
longius,
Pacemque dones protinus;
Ductore sic Te previo,
Vitemus omne noxium.
Per Te sciamus
da Patrem,
Noscamus atque Filium
Teque utriusque Spiritum,
Credamus omni tempore.
Deo Patri sit gloria,
et Filio, qui a mortuis
surrexit, ac Paraclito,
in saeculorum saecula. |
Come Holy Spirit, Creator, come
from Thy bright heavenly throne,
come take possession of our souls
and make them all Thine own.
Thou who art called Paraclete
blest gift of God above,
the living spring, the living fire,
sweet unction and true love.
Thou who art sevenfold in Thy grace,
finger of God’s right hand;
His promise, teaching little ones
to speak and understand.
O guide our minds with Thy blest light,
with love our hearts inflame;
and with strength, which never decays,
confirm our mortal frame.
Far from us drive our deadly foe;
true peace unto us bring;
and through all perils, lead us safe
beneath Thy sacred wing.
Through Thee may we the Father know;
through Thee the eternal Son,
and Thee the Spirit of them both,
thrice-blessed Three in One.
To God the Father,
and the Son, Who from death is risen,
as also the Paraclete, be glory,
unto ages of ages. Amen.
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