HYMN

I. Come, Creator, Spirit, visit the souls of your own; fill with heavenly grace the breasts that you have created II. You who are called Paraclete, gift of the most high God, living water, flame, charity, and spiritual annointing; III. You who are sevenfold in your gift, finger of God's right hand, you who were rightly promised by the Father, enrich our throats with speech. IV. Inflame the light of our senses, pour love into our hearts, the weakness of our bodies strengthen with lasting power. V. Drive the enemy far back, and at once grant us peace; with you going ahead of us, may we avoid all harm. VI. Through you may we know the Father and recognize the Son; and may we always believe in you, Spirit of both.

Composed by an Unknown Author in the Ninth Century
This translation is as close as possible to the original Latin and is also largely based on Dom Wilmart's verse translation into French.