Scripture Verse

The Holy Ghost descended in a bodily shape like a dove. Luke 3:22


Words: John Stock­er, in the Gos­pel Ma­ga­zine, July 1777.

Music: Mer­cy Lou­is M. Gott­schalk, 1867 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Stock­er (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Louis M. Gottschalk (1829–1869)


Gracious Spir­it, Dove di­vine,
Let Thy light with­in me shine;
All my guil­ty fears re­move,
Fill me full of Heav’n and love.

Speak Thy par­don­ing grace to me,
Set the bur­dened sin­ner free;
Lead me to the Lamb of God,
Wash me in His pre­cious blood.

Life and peace to me im­part,
Seal sal­va­tion in my heart;
Breathe Thy­self in­to my breast,
Earnest of im­mor­tal rest.

Let me ne­ver from Thee stray,
Keep me in the nar­row way;
Fill my soul with joy di­vine,
Keep me, Lord, for­ev­er Thine.

Guard me round, on ev­ery side,
Save me from self right­eous pride;
Me with Je­su’s mind in­spire,
Melt me with ce­les­ti­al fire.

Thou my dross and tin con­sume,
Let Thy in­ward king­dom come;
All my pray­er and praise sug­gest,
Dwell and reign with­in my breast.