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Eternal Spirit, source of light,
Enlivening, consecrating fire,
Descend, and with celestial heat.
Our dull, our frozen hearts inspire;
Our souls refine, our dross consume!
Come, condescending Spirit, come!
In our cold breasts, O strike a spark
Of the pure flame which seraphs feel,
Nor let us wander in the dark,
Or lie benumb'd and stupid still:
Come, vivifying Spirit, come.
And make our hearts thy constant home!
Let pure devotion's fervor rise;
Let every pious passion glow:
O let the raptures of the skies
Kindle in our cold hearts below!
Come, condescending Spirit, come,
And make our souls thy constant home!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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Dates:
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1796
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MUSIC
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Name:
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EATON
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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Dates:
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1802-06-01
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 491 | D | | # 345 | E | | # 750 | Eb | | # 135 | F | | # 28 | E |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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meter
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| 8 8 8 8 8 8 | | 8 8 8 8 8 8 |
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