VocalEssence Singers Of This Age, Mary Jo Gothmann, piano

Sung in Latin
Come, thou Holy Spirit, come,
And from thy celestial home
Shed a ray of light divine;
Come, thou Father of the poor,
Come, thou source of all our store,
Come, within our hearts to shine.
Thou of comforters the best,
Thou the soul’s most welcome guest,
Sweet refreshment here below;
In our labor rest most sweet,
Grateful coolness in the heat,
Solace in the midst of woe.
Come, Holy Spirit.
Send from heaven thy rays of light.
O most blessèd Light divine,
Shine within these hearts of thine,
And our inmost being fill;
Where thou art not, we hath naught,
Nothing good in deed or thought,
Nothing free from taint of ill.
—poetic translation by Edward Caswall