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<h2>COME, HOLY SPIRIT, HEAVENLY DOVE</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;The love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost.&#8221; Romans 5:5</h3></p>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_a_watts_i.html" target="_blank">Isaac Watts</a>, <em>Hymns and Sacred Songs</em>, 1707.
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;St. Agnes,&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_y_dykes_jb.html" target="_blank">John Bacchus Dykes</a>, 1866 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_s_t_stagnes.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,<br>
With all Thy quick&#8217;ning powers;<br>
Kindle a flame of sacred love<br>
In these cold hearts of ours.</p>
<p>Look how we grovel here below,<br>
Fond of these trifling toys;<br>
Our souls can neither fly nor go<br>
To reach eternal joys.</p>
<p>In vain we tune our formal songs,<br>
In vain we strive to rise;<br>
Hosannas languish on our tongues,<br>
And our devotion dies.</p>
<p>Dear Lord! and shall we ever live<br>
At this poor dying rate?<br>
Our love so faint, so cold to Thee,<br>
And Thine to us so great!</p>
<p>Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,<br>
With all Thy quick&#8217;ning powers;<br>
Come, shed abroad the Savior&#8217;s love<br>
And that shall kindle ours.</p>
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