Come Holy Spirit, from Heaven shine forth, with your glorious light.
Come Father of the poor, come generous Spirit, come light of our hearts.
Come from the four winds, O Spirit, Come breath of God.
Disperse the shadows over us, renew and strengthen your people.
Father of the poor, come to our poverty, shower upon us the seven gifts of your grace,
be the light of our lives. O come
You are our only comforter, peace of the soul, in the heat you shade us,
in our labour you refresh us, and in trouble you are our strength.
Kindle in our hearts the flame of your love that in the darkness of the world it may glow and reach all forever.