1 Come down, O Love Divine;
seek out this soul of mine,
and visit it with your own ardor glowing.
O Comforter, draw near;
within my heart appear,
and kindle it, your holy flame bestowing.
2 O let it freely burn,
till earthly passions turn
to dust and ashes in its heat consuming.
And let your glorious light
shine ever on my sight,
and clothe me round, the while my path illuming.
3 And so the yearning strong,
with which the soul will long,
shall far outpass the power of human telling.
For none can guess God’s grace,
till Love creates a place
wherein the Holy Spirit makes a dwelling.
|First Line:||Come down, O Love Divine|
|Title:||Come Down, O Love Divine|
|Translator:||Richard Frederick Littledale (1867, alt.)|
|Author:||Bianco da Siena (1367 c.)|
|Scripture:||Psalm 27:1; Psalm 119:105; Isaiah 6:7; Malachi 3:1-4; John 14:15-21; Acts 1:8|
|Topic:||Gift of the Holy Spirit; Grace; Humility1 more...|
|Composer:||Ralph Vaughan Williams (1906)|
This lauda spirituale, a kind of vernacular Italian sacred song from the late Middle Ages and Renaissance, was translated into English in the 19th century but received little notice until this tune (named for the composer’s birthplace) was created for The English Hymnal.
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