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Come, Creator Spirit Come, Holy Spirit, Creator come,
From your bright heavenly throne! Come, take possession of our souls, And make them all your own.
You who are called the Paraclete, Best gift of God above, The living spring, the living fire,
Sweet unction, and true love! You who are sevenfold in your grace, Finger of God's right hand,
His promise, teaching little ones To speak and understand! O guide our minds with your blessed light,
With love our hearts inflame, And with your strength which never decays Confirm our mortal frame.
Far from us drive our hellish foe True peace unto us bring, And through all perils guide us safe
Beneath your sacred wing. Through you may we the Father know, Through you the eternal Son
And you the Spirit of them both Thrice-blessed three in one. All glory to the Father be,
And to the risen Son; The same to you, O Paraclete, While endless ages run. Amen.
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Veni, Creator Spiritus
Veni, creátor
Spíritus, mentes tuórum vísita, imple supérna grátia,
quæ tu creásti péctora. Qui díceris Paráclitus, altíssimi donum Dei,
fons vivus, ignis, cáritas, et spiritális únctio. Tu septifórmis múnere,
dígitus patérnæ déxteræ, tu rite promíssum Patris, sermóne ditans gúttura.
Accénde lumen sénsibus, infúnde amórem córdibus, infírma nostri córporis
virtúte firmans pérpeti. Hostem repéllas lóngius pacémque dones prótinus;
ductóre sic te prævio vitémus omne nóxium. Per Te sciámus da Patrem
noscámus atque Fílium, teque utriúsque Spíritum credámus omni témpore.
Deo Patri sit glória, et Fílio, qui a mórtuis surréxit, ac Paráclito, in sæculórum sæcula. Amen.
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