1. Come down, O Love divine
Seek thou this soul of mine,
And visit it with thine own ardor glowing;
O Comforter, draw near,
Within my heart appear,
And Kindle it, thy holy flame bestowing.

4. And so the yearning strong,
With which the soul will long,
Shall far outpass the power of human telling;
For none can guess its grace
Till he become the place
Wherein the Holy Spirit makes his dwelling.

– verses 1 & 4 of the poem by Bianco da Siena, d.1434
– English translation by Richard Frederick Littledale, 1833-1890
– frequently sung to the hymn tune Down Ampney by R. Vaughan Williams, 1872 – 1958

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