Whitsunday Hymn

Lyrics
Come, holy Spirite, most blessed Lorde Fulfyl our harts nowe with Thy grace And make our myndes of one accorde Kyndle them with love in every place Alleluya O holy lyght, moste principall The worde of lyfe shewe unto us And cause us to knowe God over all For our owne Father moste gracious Alleluya O holy fyre, and conforth moste swete Fyll our hertes with fayth and boldnesse To abyde by The in colde and hete Content to suffre for ryghteousnesse Alleluya O Lorde, Thou forgevest our trespace And callest the folke of every countre To the ryght fayth and truste of Thy grace That we may give thankes and synge to Thee Alleluya
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Credits
- Writers
- Ralph Vaughan Williams
- Miles Coverdale