Full Lyrics
He's come, let ev'ry knee be bent,
Let all our hearts new joy resume.
Let nations sing with one consent:
The promised Comforter is come.
No anxious thoughts molest our peace,
This day let all our grief retire;
Let ev'ry tear for ever cease,
And ev'ry doubtful thought expire.
Hail blessed spirit, not one soul,
But does thy pow'rful influence feel;
Thou dost our darling sins control,
And also fix our wav'ring zeal.
What greater gift, what greater love,
Can God on earth to man bestow?
'Tis half the angels' heav'n above,
And all our heav'n on earth below.
