Come on over, Holy Spirit,
Send from heaven taken
The stream of your lights.
Come, Father of the poor,
Come, Giver of dear favors,
Come, Light of consciences!
About the kindest guest,
Sweet hearts of joy,
Sweet refreshment.
You will cool down at work,
Living water in the heat,
Comfort in crying.
Most holy light,
The hearts of believers in the interior. Surrender to your might.
Without your breath Well there is in creation?
Jeena thorn and misery.
Wash, what's unholy,
For the dry ones, give encouragement,
Heal the wound of the heart.
Tilt, what's harde,
Warm hard hearts,
Lead the stray.
Give to your believers,
Trusting you,
The Sevenfold Gifts.
Give me the merit of bravery,
Give a wreath of victory,
Give me happiness without measure.
