Holy Ghost, Dispel Our Sadness Paul Gerhardt (1607-1676)

COBLENTZ (8.7.8.7.) Louis Bourgeois (1510-1561)

Ho-ly Ghost, dis-pel our sad-ness,
   Pierce the clouds of sin-ful night;
Come, O source of sweet-est glad-ness,
   Breathe your life and spread your light.

Lov-ing Spir-it, God of peace,
   Great dis-trib-u-tor of grace,
Rest up-on this con-gre-ga-tion;
   Hear, O hear our sup-pli-ca-tion.

From that height which knows no mea-sure,
   As a gra-cious shower de-scend;
Bring-ing down the rich-est trea-sure
   Man can wish or God can send.

Heav-en-ly Glo-ry, shin-ing down
   From the Fa-ther and the Son,
Grant us your il-lu-mi-na-tion;
   Rest up-on this con-gre-ga-tion.

Come, O best of all do-na-tions
   God can give or we im-plore;
Hav-ing your sweet con-so-la-tions
   We need wish for noth-ing more.

Come with unc-tion and with pow-er,
   On our souls your gra-ces shower;
Au-thor of the new cre-a-tion,
   Make our hearts your hab-i-ta-tion.